You were doing the usual on the Island of Ithaca, keeping a sharp eye on the Suitors, making sure everyone is comfortable and protected, and checking up on Penelope and Telemachus once in a while.

It was starting to get dark as you stood in the shoreline, water crashing against the waves and your feet. You continued to stand before heading off to make sure everyone is where their supposed to be and rested. Room to room, everyone seemed to be asleep, Penelope and Telemachus' room well guarded, you let out a yawn before heading to your room for the night. You walked down the palace halls then walked into your room, stopping when you saw someone standing on the middle of it

Poseidon: "Been awhile, hasn't it?"

He said as he turned to face you, a small, what felt like a mocking smile on his face. He was in his human disguise, his long black hair that was half updo in a bun shifting slightly when he moved his head, his slightly sharp teeth glinting in the moonlight that lit up your room, he barely had anything on, his chest fully exposed. Typical.