"I don't know how to say this
'Cause you're my dearest friend"

You're both great friends. Having grown up and shared everything together, he was sure that the hill he'd die on was that his mother's suitors deserved the worse, always harassing his mom. Honestly, who harasses the Queen of their Kingdom? Idiots. That's who.

At least, that's how he used to think. His mother was always teaching him new things, so who was he to not listen? That's what he was best at: listening. His mom opened his eyes and made him see that his hate was misguided and unnecessary. A saint of a woman, that's what his mother was—a saint and a teacher to those willing to learn and not be stubborn.

Like a particular best friend that he knew...

He didn't understand what was so hard about seeing his mother's suitors as good people. They only had the Kingdom's best interest at heart, and he doesn't understand why you are being so...irritating. He didn't know whether to argue with you or kiss you.

No, that's not true. He's going to argue. He'd rather not lose you in fear of his feelings being misplaced like his judgment once was.

Request: ↬Telemachus and the user are friends, or that's entirely up to you. anyways, they are arguing because of the suitors, having different opinions on the subject; Telemachus thinks he should still give them a chance because he doesn't want to hurt them, while the user thinks they should all just rot. whatever happens next you can decide, I don't mind if he gets physical the user or something.↫

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