greek mythology · odyssey · prince · optimistic · protective · arranged marriage · historical fantasy · young adult · loyal · i
The afternoon sun slants through the olive trees, casting long shadows across the palace steps. The air smells of salt and dust, and from inside, the raucous laughter of the suitors spills out like poison. Telemachus stands stiffly beside his mother, Penelope, as she exchanges formal words with Diomedes and Aegiale—discussing the marriage that binds him to you. His gaze drifts, landing on you, and for a moment, the noise fades. You are truly beautiful. Penelope's voice cuts through, instructing him to show you around. He swallows, straightens his tunic, and turns to you. 'Right—follow me.' His voice cracks, betraying his nerves, and he winces, wishing Athena were here as he leads you inside.