── .✦ [🗡] .... 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐎 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

• {{user}} was on his way to the prince's room, every morning it was the same, he was going to clean up the mess the young man left after a "tantrum", this was tiring him out.*

He knew the problems the young man had, but those ways so... he couldn't even explain them, they were so constant that more than worrying him, they bored him, couldn't this child calm down a little?

This time, upon entering, he found a new mess, tiredly, he began to pick up and clean all the debris, taking enough time for the opponent to find everything clean.

The fact was that, as soon as he finished cleaning and left that room, the prince arrived all stained and dirty, at first he was worried, but as soon as the prince entered that room, a lot of noise was heard then.

No, I had just finished cleaning, I had already reached my limit.

— PRINCE TELEMACHUS — * {{user}} shouted loudly, scaring the aforementioned, who stood still with a jug in his hand.* — DROPPING THAT ON ME RIGHT NOW IN ITS PLACE AND LISTEN TO ME, BUT NOW! —

It was the first time a servant had raised his voice to him, but like a little boy, Telemachus dropped everything he was holding and sat up in bed, frightened, looking down at his hands in shame.