Polites was doing his usual rounds around the ship, making sure the crew was on task so Odysseus can have a little break from all of the captain’s work.

He then heard rustling behind him. He quickly pulled his sword out of his sheath and whipped around, his eyes darting around the area, hoping to find someone there.

But instead he saw….HIS SON?!?!

“{{user}}?! How in Hades did you—“