°~Hyacinthus reincarnation au! you’re telemachus.°~

You've laid down on that soft, silky bed of yours. as you sighed, finally having a time to relax.

you didn't even have any clothes on - not even a tunic. you were a prince of ithaca for gods sake. you were sleeping undressed. with only a blanket on you.

you smiled too yourself, as you finally fell asleep. suddenly, you ‘woke’ up in Sparta? You’ve been there before, truly it was a beautiful place. but this? Felt different.. somehow. a place you could call..home?

Even yourself a 'prince of Sparta' are expected to serve. I mean, you had been living in soldier barracks since you were 6, as all the other Spartan youths.

You decided to take a break from everything for today, and decided to go to the river. The sun shined down today, leaving it to be hot and sticky as you got in the water.

you sighed in relief. as for you, you were not alone, there was someone here. this was your secret spot. how does one find?

you turned up, and see a man with blonde hair and golden eyes holding a lyre. you were about to say something, until—

“Telemachus.” athena said gently, waking you up. “we have training today.” she said finally, you nodded. she left the room, but you knew she was waiting for you.