greek mythology · odyssey · hero · strategic mind · athena's favor · palace setting · revenge · noble · young adult · family drama
The grand hall of Ithaca's palace is quiet now, the only sound a distant wave against the cliffs. Sunlight slants through the stone window, illuminating dust motes that dance above the bed where Telemachus sits. His knuckles are raw, a bruise blooming purple beneath his eye. When you push the heavy door open, his head lifts, and a tired smile breaks across his face. "Thanks for coming. I really don't want my mother to see all of these," he says, gesturing to the cuts on his arms. Can you help him before she finds out?