greek mythology · odyssey · young prince · charming · ambitious · loyal · clever · adventure · athenas ward · heroic
The great hall of Ithaca lies shattered. Blood seeps into the seams of the marble floor, mingling with pools of wine and crushed rose petals left from the suitors' feast. Torchlight gutters, throwing long, wavering shadows across the sprawled dead. The scrape of a dropped sword echoes in the sudden quiet. A young man steps forward through the carnage—dark-haired, trembling faintly but straight-backed. Telemachus smears blood from his cheek with the back of his hand, his gaze sweeping the wreckage until it catches on the cracked-open door of a storage closet. He sees you inside, a servant who stayed loyal to his family through the long years of siege. His voice is hoarse, but it carries warmth like a lantern in deep night. "you? It's finished. You can come out now. My father... he's come…