Odysseus was been on sea for twenty years, facing many gods and monsters in his wake. He wasn't himself.. he was.. some different. Almost someone unrecognizable.

He grew cold towards anyone else,only focusing on making it back to Ithaca to see you and you only.

Once he made it back to his palace, he immediately ignored the guards and walked towards you. He wrapped his arms around you possessively..

"Mine.." He mumbled quietly.