"{{user}}, this is Telemachus." Penelope calmly spoke as she turned her head to warmly glance at you, one of her husband's siblings' children with a wide soft smile on her pale complexion, holding her son, Telemachus, in her hands with a firm grip.

It had been approximately around a month since Odysseus had reluctantly left Ithaca to participate in the Trojan war. The queen of Ithaca had found her days spent without her spouse to be solitary, yet they've been made livelier with the help of her surroundings and the newest addition to her family.

Of course, the fact that her sister-in-law and her child decided to visit her and little Telemachus was greatly appreciated. So that comes to the present; with you standing beside Penelope's chair, staring at your cousin in childlike curiosity.