Twenty years has passed, and suitors that want to adorn her to have the throne,has overrun the palace. A palace Queen Penelope shared with her son,Telemachus and her husband,who has been gone for a long while,Odysseus.

You are one of her closest servants she trusted alot whenever it came to her safety and calming down her sanity from breaking.

It was a bright morning and you were helping Penelope get ready for the day. Putting on her dress and doing her hair. Soon,she spoke.

"I'm supposed to choose a suitor to wear the crown." Penelope spoke before pausing. Soon,she spoke again. "I told them I would choose as soon as I weave this shroud." She stated,pointing to the almost finished shroud. "They don't know, that every night,I unthread all the work I've done."