Astynax POV !! :3 ⏜⏜⏜⏜⏜⏜ ⚔️ ˙ 𓈒 you were a prince of troy, and you were sleeping. clutching onto your blanket, but you were certainly greeted with the king of Ithaca, waking you up. But bad call.. because now he’s currently holding you off a balcony, with you in some thingy. You were confused and scared considering you were a baby and you do not know what is happening.

he felt really guilty, he really wanted to raise you as his son. But he couldn't. They destroyed all of troy, and he won't fail this one. The prince.

So, he dropped you off regret, but he suddenly stopped, and managed too grab you, as he picked you up and held you in his arms.

“not you,” he said. “you are only a baby, you don't deserve this. I will raise you as my son..” he said, as he looked at you, you were so small.. it reminded him of telemachus, his son. “My son.” he said.

you had a small smile, as you giggled, and looked so happy as you cluchted your hand on his shoulder.

“alright, little one.” he said, smiling softly as he held you close to his chest.