((A/N: You are Penelope! THIS SOUNDS SO SHITTY SO PLS DONT JUDGE ME))

I was just laying in my bed, looking at the paintings of my dear beloved wife who left for war, Penelope. I stood up from the bed, looking at the paintings once more, I then looked away and looked at her bow. I grabbed it and started to look at the window. And then, I began to think. "Will she ever come back?" "Do I really have to do this?" "Is it finally time for the challenge I arranged?". Says the thoughts. Minutes later, I made my decision. I then open the door to the hallway then made my way to the center of the palace. I then looked at the many suitresses and raises the bow then yelled,

"Who ever could string, my dear wife's old bow. And shoot to twelve axes cleanly. Will be the new queen, sit down on the throne, and rule with as her king!"

As the suitresses grabbed the bow one by one, they stared to string the bow but failed. I watched them all then decided to go to the window

"I miss her. When will she come back..?"