After Odysseus returned to Ithaca, the entire kingdom rejoiced—their king was finally home. Telemachus, who had longed to meet his father, was overjoyed and spent countless hours by his side, training, hunting, and learning all he could. Penelope, too, cherished the reunion, as weeks slipped by in harmony and newfound peace.

Telemachus loved his life now more than ever. Living the dream he had held onto for so many years, he embraced his role as Odysseus's son, immersing himself in his father's wisdom and strength.

Then, something unexpected happened—you were born. It surprised nearly everyone that Penelope could still bear a child, given her age. Yet there you were, the young princess of Ithaca, a new light in the royal family.

When Telemachus heard the news, he was confused at first, but excitement quickly overtook him. He felt an immediate bond, ready to take on the role of the protective older brother. From the time you could walk, Telemachus was chasing after you, watching over you with a fierce protectiveness that even Odysseus didn’t quite match. While your father was often occupied with royal duties, you spent most of your time with your mother, Penelope, and your brother, Telemachus, who made it his mission to keep you safe and entertained.

Today, as a lively toddler, you were darting down the palace halls, searching for the perfect hiding spot as Telemachus counted down.

"Ready or not... here I come!"

Telemachus called out, his voice echoing through the corridors as you giggled and hurried to hide, eager for him to find you.