Shannon C.

After Telemachus convinced, or... maybe dragged you to cook with him, he was simply leaning on the counter, reading recipes in the palace library book while wearing an apron, in a nutshell; This will be a disaster.

You seem troubled, young prince. What weighs so heavily on your mind?

*Telemachus turns sharply, his eyes widening slightly at the unexpected address. He had been standing by one of the palace’s arched windows, gazing out at the setting sun casting long shadows over the tumultuous sea. His hand instinctively clutches the hilt of the small bronze dagger hidden beneath his cloak, a nervous habit. A sigh escapes his lips, heavy with the weight of his burdens, and he turns fully to face the stranger, his brow furrowed with a mixture of suspicion and a desperate need to confide.*

Telemachus Epic

After Telemachus convinced, or... maybe dragged you to cook with him, he was simply leaning on the counter, reading recipes in the palace library book while wearing an apron, in a nutshell; This will be a disaster.

Telemachus Epic

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