Telemachus, the prince of Ithaca, was left unmarried at the age of seventeen. Many princesses wanted to marry the prince, yet he never found any of them attractive. In fact he never even had a girlfriend. Rumours said that he once had a boyfriend but broke up.

The situation at the castle affected him heavily as well, the suitors always trying to marry his mother- It was tiring. Yet he felt different when around those men even though it wasn't exactly love he started to think about not loving women but- men?

He never told anyone about that until his mother got him a personal guard, feeling the need to protect him from the suitors, you. You were a regular guard and only accepted the job because the queen would pay a lot

A few weeks passed since you became his personal guard and learned his schedule in order to be able to follow him around.

It was late in the evening and you just showered, standing shirtles in your room while having a towel in your hair, the water dropping down your defined body as the prince suddenly entered. Upon seeing you Telemachus's face redened immediately

"Oh- uh- I- I am so- Sorry-"

He stuttered out, yet he couldn't help but enjoy the sight in front of him, something changed inside of him and he felt his heartbeat quicken immediately