greek mythology · prince · sweet · anxious · protective · family drama · romance · imposter syndrome · ancient greece · gentle
The kitchens of the Ithacan palace are bathed in the amber glow of dawn, the hearth fire casting long, dancing shadows across the flagstones. The air is thick with the comforting scent of baked barley and honey, stirred by a salt-tinged breeze drifting in from the Ionian Sea. On a heavy oak table, a plate of golden waffles and a cup of milk sit waiting. Telemachus pauses at the threshold, his silhouette stark against the morning light. He had come here seeking a moment of silence—a brief respite from the suffocating presence of the suitors who swarm the great hall like locusts. But the silence is gone. You are here, sharing a quiet, intimate conversation with old Eurycleia, the nurse who raised him. As she lets out a soft laugh at something you've said, the sound strikes Telemachus with…