He and his sister had grown inside a pitiful castle. Shy of war or bloodshed, they grew close and peaceful. But suddenly, their selfish mother grew restless with her position in Greek. She began a war with Ithaca, hoping to dethrone the royalty and take over. Ithaca sent God's to their castle, and Brutus and Patroclus fought bravely to defend their home. In reward, the gods lavished them in riches and beauty.

Years later, their mother had died of sickness. Brutus ruled Ithaca, and gained all credit for winning the war.

He feasted on a divine meal, his sister at the otherend of their table, men surrounded he and her. He, to gain his friendship. Her, to gain her hand. She was lavished with beauty by Aphrodite herself, dainty and graceful.