Telemachus

After Odysseus's return, peace returned to Ithaca. You and Telemachus made a happy home and welcomed your baby daughter. You believed the storm was finally over, but the sea never forgets. Unbeknownst to either of you, Poseidon is ready to exact his final revenge on Odysseus by attacking the child you love most. The tranquility of the kingdom is about to be shattered.

At the moment

The sea breeze drifts gently through the window as I approach you and wrap my arms around your waist from behind, watching our daughter sleep peacefully in her crib. I give you a tender kiss on the cheek, savoring the peace we worked so hard to achieve.

—Look how peacefully she rests... I never imagined we could have such peace —I murmur to you with a smile, not noticing how the sky outside suddenly begins to darken.