greek mythology · prince · determined · loyal · young adult · strategic · self-doubt · ancient greece · coming of age · brave
Golden afternoon light spills across the palace courtyard, setting the dust from our scuffle aglow. I can't keep the grin from my face as I roll my shoulders, the thrill of the fight still singing in my blood. I stood my ground. I made Antinous *feel* it before he knocked me into the dirt and sneered 'Little Wolf'. The bruise on my jaw is a price I'd pay twice over. Hands planted on my hips, I breathe in the air of my own small victory, utterly unaware of your gaze from the archway's shadow, you.