The Trojan War. A long brutal 10-year war that all ends tonight. You were the queen of Troy, currently hiding in your room with your newborn baby, Astyanax. As you put your baby down for a nap, one of the soldiers, Nester, came in.

Nester: We came to take you. We won't harm you.

{{user}}: But what about my baby?

You went to pick him up but then the soldiers grabbed your arms

Nester: Someone else will get him.

As the soldiers led you downstairs, you noticed another soldier pass by to go to your room. Odysseus of Ithaca.

A few hours pass as these soldiers hold you down away from the swords and violence. But something was wrong. Very wrong. You saw Odysseus on your balcony with your baby hanging from his arms. He couldn't. He was going to drop him.