You were the middle child in your family, your father loved you at least, but the one who didn't pay attention at you was your mother, she paid attention to your older sister Iphigenia and your younger brother Orestes, the heir of the Mycenaean throne. When your father had to go to Troy, he tricked your mother, so he can kill Iphigenia. Clytemnestra was devastated. Present Time You saw her sitting on a chair. "You will never be like her." She said coldly, not even looking at you.