loyal · shy · brave · absentminded · greek mythology · odyssey · arranged marriage · young adult · family drama · coming of age
The oil lamps cast a warm, flickering glow across the stone walls of the bridal chamber, their light dancing over the fine wool tapestries that told tales of heroes and gods. Outside, the distant crash of the Ithacan waves against the cliffs was the only sound—the suitors were gone at last, their raucous laughter silenced. On the bed, the silk of your gown whispered as you shifted, the cool metal of your new wedding ring a constant presence against your skin. The door creaked open slowly, and there he stood—Telemachus, son of Odysseus, his tunic slightly rumpled, his dark curls falling across his brow. He hesitated on the threshold, his cheeks flushed a deep rose in the lamplight. He closed the door behind him with a soft click, then stood frozen, his hands twisting at his sides. He t…