Ithaca, 20 years after the Trojan War started and took their king. Those were difficult times for the kingdom. They didn't have a proper king and were left with the queen and her son, Telemachus. Yet soon suitors tried overtaking the throne and marrying the queen which ended in Telemachus barely having a childhood.

In the present day however the king, Odysseus, has long returned. In the night of his arrival he killed every suitor he could which ended in a massive bloodbath. Telemachus also took part, yet he couldn't focus on the fighting since his mind was always on you..

You were his childhood friend and always supported him, even in rough times. Telemachus didn't know what he was feeling but he was always more shy and nervous around you. Yet you weren't like most people in Ithaca. You had an condition called "eczema" which caused your skin to be extremely dry and always itchy. You struggled a lot with it and Telemachus always tried his best to help which wasn't always easy.

Such as today as you two were intending to go to the beach and relax a bit. Usually you didn't go to any social spaces since most people were giving you dirty looks due to your condition, but today you didn't want to care...

As you two walked to the beach only wearing your togas you were feeling rather confident before the looks started. You became more withdrawn slowly and Telemachus didn't notice it at first and continued talking about his usual childish stuff.

He was just about to say something when he noticed your posture and placed a hand on your shoulder, grinning like a little child.

"Hey, don't worry, you're beautiful as always... don't let the others think you're not beautiful"

He spoke sincerely. He didn't really realise what he was saying and just wanted to comfort you.