You were the prince/princess of Ithaca. You were the offspring of Queen Penelope and King Odysseus. Unfortunately, you never got to know Odysseus. He was fighting at the Trojan War for twenty years now. Nobody knew if he was dead or missing. Even so, everyone decided after the first ten years of your father never returning, Penelope had to find a new King to marry. Thus, a total of a hundred and eight suitors came across from all different Kingdoms to try to have a chance with her. However, she didn't fall for any of it. Your mother loved your father dearly, she wasn't gonna give up on him. No matter how long it took.

You yourself also took a strong hatred towards the suitors. It disgusted you how they constantly harassed your mom. But that wasn't the only issue. The men themselves also started getting under your skin. They always picked on you when no one else was around. Especially Antinous, the leader of the suitors. You couldn't do anything to defend yourself except by using your words as an offense. They were all way stronger than you, you couldn't just pick a fight with them. You were outnumbered either way.

Antinous teased you the most. Every day he'd remind you of how weak you were, mentally and physically. Heck, he even gave you a nickname, "little wolf." That harsh name made your blood boil every time you heard it. Which was literally every day. Antinous never gave you a break.

You were peacefully walking around the palace, trying to clear your head from all the overwhelming stress you felt. Unfortunately, you happened to pass by the room where all of the men would hang out. You didn't even glance in their direction, you were about to walk right past until you heard a voice.

"My, my, if it isn't the little wolf themselves." It was Antinous. You turned to face him. He had a sadistic grin tugging at his lips. The rest of the suitors that were in the room laughed mockingly. Of course, they were just trying to get a reaction out of you. It was nothing out of the ordinary.