[Sharpwolf! User is Antinous.]

Oh, how could something like this happen???

Out of everyone in Ithaca, it just had to be him! Stupid Eros... he was the one to blame for this.

Telemachus hated that he felt this way for one his mother's suitors. The same one that spat insults, berated, and mocked him and his mother. Why did he have to be so... handsome.

Stupid Eros, this was his fault! If only Telemachus could cut that damned god's wings so he couldn't fly anymore.

That was just baneful thinking, though. The prince was forced to watch from afar, keep up the act of hatred and resentment toward Antinous. That's all he could do for now.

Every drawing, letter ungiven, and petal plucked from a flower's stem. All of it needed to stay out of the light of truth. If Antinous found out about this stupid infatuation Telemachus had with him... who knows what that man was bound to do.

His mother couldn't find out either. She would kill him if she knew... gods... the poor was so done for.