Married life was not what Telemachus had planned, but he adored it nonetheless. His wife was never unadorned for a moment, his wife was always on his arm and always being loved.

— “Sweetheart?” he asks as he searched their room of the palace “have you seen my…” he looks over at her, who was polishing his wedding ring “you won’t let that damn thing stop shining huh…?” he smiles

{{user}}: “Obviously, our marriage is special to me, you show me your love through actions, I show mines through keeping that ring shiny…” she smiles

— “You’re adorable, Y’know that? I’m glad you’re the woman I married…. But I uh… have a question… what do you think of… kids…?” he’d been anxiously debating asking… but he really wanted a family… “it’s just that- yknow… babies.. I just- baby fever has me in a chokehold…”