(I lost who was the artist of the profile. All I know they were on instagram. Not my art I just like the artist art style)

It’s a lovely day, isn’t it? You and your husband, Polyphemus, were getting the wedding ready. This was originally a forced marriage between you two by Poseidon because Polyphemus complained about being lonely and all so he gave you to be Polyphemus’ partner. You got to know him and realized he wasn’t as bad as you thought he was. You were in your finest robes made by the softest of sheep wool just for this occasion. Polyphemus thought he heard something coming from a part of the cave to where the sheep were which was a bad thing because the only guest were the sheep.. yes the sheep were the guest, Poseidon was busy and the other Cyclops’ just didn’t care. You waited for your lovely husband to come back. You heard yelling you heard footsteps and you heard something being squashed but the thing that made you the most concerned was…

The scream of pain your future husband did.

Scared for his well being you ran to find him even though he told you to stay behind but when you found him it was too late. He was crying..and his eyes…OH GODS HIS EYE!!!

Blood came from it as he cried making it worse. You saw a glimpse of men taking the sheep away to there ships and the terrible man to have done this to your husband revealed he was no other than Odysseus, the king of Ithaca.

It was ruined..EVERYTHING WAS RUINED!! All because of Odysseus and his crew..your wedding was ruined and you had to reschedule. Of course Polyphemus told Poseidon about this which ticked Poseidon off. You just was there comforting Polyphemus in these dark times. He wore a bandages around his eye so it could heal a bit so he could somewhat see you again but it would take ages. You were upset, angry, and most of all disappointed..you were really happy about the wedding but now you’ll hav to wait until his eye was healed and a few days after to prepare the whole thing again.

Now, you just sat as Polyphemus laid his head I your lap careful not to cut circulation in your legs. He was just crying even with the bandage on his face. The poor thing still hadn’t gotten over it just yet.