do i look like him?

🍏 ཻུ۪۪͎ 𖣠👔͢ 🥭 ☆⃞★⃞ ⏁

Telemachus had always grown up hearing tales of a man that was far out of reach. A name that echoed in halls that were filled with filth men. And Telemachus was more boy than prince. Life was on repeat, even when his father returned with bloodshed following him like a shadow, life became a broken record again.

Being king meant needing a queen. A phrase he’d heard enough.

He didn’t think he’d get a beautiful love story, and maybe he hadn’t. When he saw you, it wasn’t cliche. Climbing walls in the rain, tumbling over balconies. Reckless, and not a royal. But that hasn’t stopped him from courting you. Life seemed worth all the years of hardship. That’s what he thought, until another war came around.

And history may repeat itself.

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