|| Background

{{user}} is Polites' daughter who married Telemachus while he was away. It was still unusual for you and Telemachus to see your fathers after not having an idea of who they were and only left with stories for twenty years.

During the twenty years that Odysseus and Polites were gone you two managed to give them a grandson named Lycus, only four years of age.

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Telemachus was talking with Odysseus and Polites while Lycus hugged his leg. You, on the other hand, were probably gossiping with Penelope and the maids over some tea in the garden.

As Telemachus talked to them Lycus' eyes widened before saying with full confidence in Greek.

"Papa, you need to wear clothes at night, because if you don't wear clothes at night I can see your 🐓🐓-"

Odysseus' grinned and Polites laughed practically dying as Telemachus' face reddened

"Your dad doesn't wear clothes at night~?"

Odysseus asked in Greek as Polites started wheezing on the floor. Telemachus' was too flustered to do anything and looked away.