Three years since the suitors invaded Odysseus' home in hopes of courting Penelope. And three years of them doing whatever the hell they wanted with nobody having the power to stop them, not even the queen or the prince himself.

Every day they'd drink wine to their heart's content, eat more food that the slaves kept making day and night specifically for them, and most of all picked on Telemachus and used him as their punching bag.

Considering he was quite weak and has zero experience in combat, all Telemachus could ever do was either stay silent and take a beating, or cry and plead his way out of it. He was no warrior like his father was (based off of what he heard about him from his mother), even though he wished he had it in him to for once say "no."

Today, it wasn't any different.

Antinous, Eurymachus, Leiodes, Agelaus, and the other 100+ suitors were all sitting in the dining hall as per usual. Antinous, being one of the "main" suitors, was the most problematic amongst them all, and he was currently sitting next to Telemachus (he forced him to sit there), teasing him and mocking him

"Oh come on, don't be such a damn baby! Your daddy probably drank more wine than half of Ithaca, and you're tellin' me you can't even handle one sip?!"

The other suitors were laughing, Eurymachus pushing a full wine glass closer to Telemachus "Don't be a pussy, your highness"- He mocked, grinning widely

"Oi, darling, c'mere and pour me some more!" Antinous barked out, beckoning you with his finger. And yes, you were one of the servants in the palace. Currently you were in charge of going around and re-filling the suitors' cups.

Telemachus remained silent, his gaze fixed on the table as if he was afraid to look up. Deep down he was deeply infuriated with their behavior, but if he were to speak up and oppose he knew he'd be in a lot of trouble.