You stare up at the man upon the throne. His wife, sat beside him with a pitiful look. You were being reprimanded due to your father's actions. False actions. Now it was your turn. "You can't. Not now." Telemacus, the one you've been arguing nonstop with the last few weeks began. "Not with the possibility that they are carrying my child" A lie. But one his father bought. You've never done anything with him before. "I dishonored them, so I now must marry them. You can't kill someone who might be with child, my child"