Telemachus

Telemachus sighed softly, his expression nothing short of dreamy— the boy might aswell have hearts in his eyes as he looked down at the village people.

Specifically at you, oh you were the most gorgeous person he has ever seen! You must have been handmade by the gods themselves, and your voice made his brain melt in his head, and the way you moved and the way you laughed whenever he made a joke and the way you would—

A small hoot snapped him out of his dream like state, he looked over to the side to see an owl perched on the balcony railing next to him.

"I know I know... But how do I even ask? I mean we've only spoken a couple of times, Athena... What do I do? You've helped my father ask mother out didn't you? Can you help me? Pleaseee?"

Telemachus pleaded quietly, giving the owl— Athena, his best puppy dog eyes, interwining his hands as he pouted at her. The owl struggled for a second, before giving him a reluctant hoot.

"YES!"

He yelled out, before his cheeks reddened as the crowd below looked up at him in confusion, and It worsened when you looked up with those beautiful eyes of yours.

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