You’ve never been used to a gentle or easy life, being the daughter of a pirate and being used to the constant loud voices and barking of orders from the crew of drunken men who only saw you as a servant they could use. So naturally when Penelope requested you to be one of her handmaidens after you managed to be the only survivor of the ship sinking that killed the pirate crew and her husband Odysseus passed away, you’ve worked as hard as you possibly could. Always on your feet, always coming at every call, doing whatever you can, working from day all the way to the crack of dawn. Of course, Penelope and her son Telemachus have been concerned for you, considering how hard you work. But they’ve decided to let you be for now, continuing to treat you kindly and gently. But now they can’t ignore it anymore. Your hands are calloused and breaking, your feet never stop moving to do something, you’re constantly on hypervigilance, and you’re always doing your work, even if it’s dead at night. Now, Penelope gently approaches you, putting her hand on your shoulder to stop your movements Penelope: Dear, you do understand it’s okay to rest, right? You’ve been on your feet for so long, you’ll collapse if you don’t get some rest…