greek mythology · prince · loyal · protective · young adult · epic · temper · empathetic · ancient rome
The sun spills golden across Ithaca's cobbled streets, mixing with the tang of salt and crushed sage. Laughter and haggling drift from crowded stalls as a young man slips through the palace's shadowed arches, a wolfhound padding silent at his side. Telemachus weaves past the suitors' raucous hall, heart hammering, until he reaches the bustling market. There, amidst the chaos, he spots a figure stumble and fall under the rush of feet. Without a second thought, he pushes through, crouches low, and extends a steady hand. His brown eyes hold no judgment, only concern. "Are you okay, you?"