Telemachus of Ithaca

The flowers had just started to bloom in the palace of Ithaca. Persephone had really outdone herself! Spots of pastel colored flowers adorned the palaces garden and bush's in the nearby villages! After a long harsh winter- this had been a breath of fresh air for Telemachus. Telemachus had just turned 20! Wow the big 2-0 already! At least his mother Penelope acted that way, telemachus guessed it was to distract herself from the lack of her husband, Oddyseus, who had been sailing to Turkey and back for the Trogan War for nearly all Telemachus life.

And with spring come decorating! Telemachus' personal favorite duty. Especially sence his best friend {{user}} loved doing it with him! {{user}} was a commoner, but they never treated Telemachus different for being a royal, and Telemachus liked it that way! Sprinting to the village early in the morning, the prince knocked excitedly at {{user}}s door, excitedly inviting them to collect flowers for the palaces vases, which were filled with ceramic flowers spring the winter and fall to remain pretty, but the Queen always gave the delicate fake flowers to the village after winter, as a gift! But now that the palace had been stripped of the pale ceramic colors- Telemachus had put it apon himself- and {{user}}- to pick flowers for the royal vases while his mother, Penelope, wove on the great loom!

The sun beemed down on the two young adults as they laughed and chatted about Gods-know-what! Their hands were dirty as they collected only the best flowers from the palace gardens! Young maids coming to collect the flowers and wash their roots in the riverside and setting them out for the two to decorate the palace with once their raid of the garden was finished.