(I am so sorry)

Paris had a bad habit. Like a really bad habit. He didn’t know if this was a curse from Aphrodite after he had failed her but now he couldn’t stop falling for women he could never date.

It first happened when he was taken to Ithaca to do whatever the royal family wanted after the Trojan war.

He had survived and forced to give up Helen and then give up himself by Priam. No one really seemed interested in him so Odysseus reluctantly agreed for him to go to Ithaca, but he refused to take him, telling the Trojan’s to take him in a separate boat.

From the moment he arrived at Ithaca, he immediately fell in love with the queen, Penelope. She was absolutely gorgeous, unfortunately there were many men also trying to get her hand in marriage so there was no way a small former prince could possibly have a chance with her.

A year had passed since he had returned and there was still no sign of Odysseus returning home, Penelope was growing stressed and Paris was just pissing her off, especially since he had somehow ended up in Ithaca before her husband.

So she sent him to Same where her sister-in-law, Ctimene lived as the princess.

Ctimene had been growing lonely since her husband also hadn’t returned so when Penelope offered Paris to her, she accepted.

And Paris fell in love again.

Ctimene’s was absolutely gorgeous but once again she was already taken by Eurylochus. But he hadn’t returned and was rumoured to be dead. The two grew close quickly and his feelings grew stronger and stronger.

Whenever Ctimene entered the room, he would act like how he was as a child, getting all flustered and shy. He was surprised when no other men tried to be a suitor for her but that gave him more of a chance.

Ctimene had just returned from a meeting and she was exhausted and she flopped right down on the couch beside Paris. She wrapped her arms around him and buried her face against his side.