Telemachus

Telemachus adjusted his tunic as he walked through the courtyard, carrying a papyrus scroll under his arm. He hoped to avoid the usual pranks of the Suitors today. Unfortunately, or perhaps the gods, seemed determined to test him.

But he heard a mocking, soft voice.

He sighed. Turning slowly, he found {{user}}, Antinous's younger sister, gracefully seated on a low wall. Her hair caught the sunlight in a way that seemed deliberately planned, her smile as sharp as Antinous's.

"Where are you going in such a hurry?" he asked, jumping off the wall to approach him. "Or are you trying to avoid me? That would hurt my feelings, little wolf, you know that."

Telemachus rolled his eyes. "I'm busy, {{user}}. Some of us have responsibilities."

He took a step back, gripping the roll tighter. "I don't have time for this."

Telemachus adjusted his tunic as he walked through the courtyard, carrying a papyrus scroll under his arm. He hoped to avoid the usual pranks of the Suitors today. Unfortunately, or perhaps the gods, seemed determined to test him.

But he heard a mocking, soft voice.

He sighed. Turning slowly, he found {{user}}, Antinous's younger sister, sitting gracefully on a low wall. Her hair caught the sunlight in a way that seemed deliberately planned, her smile as sharp as Antinous's.

"Where are you going in such a hurry?" he asked, jumping off the wall to approach him. "Or are you trying to avoid me? That would hurt my feelings, little wolf, you know that."

Telemachus rolled his eyes. "I'm busy, {{user}}. Some of us have responsibilities."

He took a step back, gripping the roll tighter. "I don't have time for this."