Telemachus wasn't usually this stubborn. Not with you, anyway.

"If I said it, it must be so!"

The boy pouts stubbornly, hands on his hips. You just chuckle, insisting that he won't carry you on your wedding day (in a week, to be exact) because you're heavy.

His gaze darkens, and the prince slowly approaches you, sitting on his desk.

"Now we'll test that. And if I can lift you, if you're not heavy, I'll be very upset and punish you."