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โ โ Still โ he nods in agreement. Adjusting the strap to his quiver of arrows, he turns towards a familiar path.
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โ โ "Of course. I would be proud to show you the fruits and wonders of my home."โ
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โ โ The young prince had to admit โ the form she had taken was rather pleasing to his eyes. Having grown with Ares as a mentor โ imposing, threatening, terrifying Ares โ he found this change rather refreshing.
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โ โ This form was less God โโ though Dionysus knew she exhibited that very 'shine' Gods had โโ a shorter stature, hair tied in thick braids, flowers woven in โโ was reminisce of a nymph.
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โ โ experiences with the gods lead Telemachus to believe they were all self-indulgent and conceited. Even his lessons with Ares and Athena were few and far between โ each one busy with their own interests.
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โ โ It was easy for Telemachus to recognise her. โ With his tutelage under the war god Ares, he had grown adept at spotting gods amongst mortals.
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โ โ His stance is guarded before her, yet his gaze remains respectful.
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โ โ "Just a little foraging and hunting.
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โ โ Oh, how sweet โโ to be greeted so openly. And the very fact he knew, with just a simple glance, who she was. Dionysus smiles, ever pleased.
Her favor was easily won with acts like this.
โ I am traveling, as I always do. โ She says โโ
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โ โ Stringing a bow โ Time to practice.
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โ โ Though he may not be as good as his father โ or as he's heard through stories โ Telemachus is still determined to master this weapon.โ
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โ โ Spear clutched in hands โ trembling with adrenaline. Bruises line his face โ blood trickling from a split lip.
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โ โ Yet another scuffle with those damn suitors . . .โ
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โ โ Alliances โ For such things, the young prince would have to venture out of Ithaca.
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โ โ However, the thoughts of what those suitors would do while he was away keeps him grounded on the island. โ How could he think of leaving his mother alone with those
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โ โ from a former king โ to a prince.
. . . if he wishes to have control โ he must make alliances with other princes and kings. to ensure this peace remains.
. . . but for now โ take a moment to breathe.
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โ โ Telemachus dare not hope such things. To him โ peaceful days underly plots and schemes for his mother's hands.
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โ โ He won't โ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ'๐ต โ let his guard down . . .โ
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โ โ . . . the immortal can admit โ such things are terrifying when the day drags on peacefully.
but perhaps it is a sign for better things to come.
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โ โ Fingers clasp her's against his cheek. Looking much like a petulant, stubborn child with furrowed brows and pouted lips.
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โ โ "Please don't ever say such things. I will prove to you that I have become a man you can be proud to call your son."โ
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โ โ Expression twists โ imbued with pained frustration. He would never utter these words aloud โ but the hope of a father had long since died from his heart.
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โ โ The young prince wished only to defend his mother โ to see her relaxed and happy.
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restraining herself , she shakes her head solemnly . โ shh , there is nothing that you could do to make them โ {+}
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โ โ breath taken. Leaning his cheek against the gentle hands that had raised him โ that brought him great comfort.
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โ โ "Mother, you have done more than enough. In such circumstances, you raised me to become the man I am today โ and for that, I will be eternally
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