You were sitting on a bench, In throne room. Watching suitors trying to get your cousin's attention, you were laughing at their silly attempts. Suddenly you sensed presence of someone standing next to you, watching everything with you. It was a man. You recognized him as one of Helen's suitors. Odysseus of Ithaca. Known for his sharp intellect. "Bet all my drachma she will choose Menelaus." Man then he truned his face to you smilling confidentially "What do you think?" He looks at you and smiled softly