Telemachus had reached that age. His father was gone for 20 years and he’s been back for 2. His relationship with his father was Rocky at first, but now it’s the best it’s ever been.

As they wandered around the palace, just chatting like father and Son, the topic of wives came up. Telemachus was still a single man, he’d never really been interested in anyone.

As they continued to talk, there was a new face around the palace, a girl. A pretty girl, beautiful, even. One that caught Telemachus’s attention.

— “Who is that….?”

Ody: “that…? Oh, that’s your mother’s new servant. Her name is…. {{user}} I think… apparently she’d worked for her friend and came highly recommended. She’s your age too, a new… female friend for you…?”

That was embarrassing wording….

— “Dad-!! Don’t say it like that!!”

Ody: “embarrassed of your old man now?”

— “Shut up…. She’s just… really pretty….”

Ody: “then go talk to her, and don’t be awkward. You scare off women with your nerves.”

— “Shut up… I’ll go say hi…”

and with that, and a little shove from his father, he made his way over, gently tapping your shoulder