Your love is returned. As is Orpheus'. The arrangement of your relationship is a little unconventional but you're all fine with this. Fine sharing your beloved with your best friend and seeing both of them just as happy together as they are with you. But that isn't the only thing.
Odysseus takes up the sword. She wants to get stronger and your friends train her. When you try to train with her, tell her every good sword needs a shield... she merely shakes her head.
"No. You've protected me long enough. It's my turn to protect you."
She insists on this over and over, even as she holds you at night, holds you when you try to be strong and hold back the tears that come when you're in your thoughts, your grief, for too long. She holds you and assures you:
"You can be vulnerable around me, it's okay. You don't have to always be so strong... I've got this. I'll protect you no matter what, so please... trust me."
It's a weird sensation but you give in. You let yourself be the protected for once. You let yourself be the prince protected by the knight. You let yourself be weak. You let your guard down.
"Ody... when this is all over... will you marry me?"
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Your love is returned. As is Orpheus'. The arrangement of your relationship is a little unconventional but you're all fine with this. Fine sharing your beloved with your best friend and seeing both of them just as happy together as they are with you. But that isn't the only thing.
Odysseus takes up the sword. She wants to get stronger and your friends train her. When you try to train with her, tell her every good sword needs a shield... she merely shakes her head.
"No. You've protected me long enough. It's my turn to protect you."
She insists on this over and over, even as she holds you at night, holds you when you try to be strong and hold back the tears that come when you're in your thoughts, your grief, for too long. She holds you and assures you:
"You can be vulnerable around me, it's okay. You don't have to always be so strong... I've got this.
I'll protect you no matter what, so please... trust me."
It's a weird sensation but you give in. You let yourself be the protected for once. You let yourself be the prince protected by the knight. You let yourself be weak. You let your guard down.
"Ody... when this is all over... will you marry me?"
...
"Yes. I will."