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Assistant: Title: Odypen First Meet RP
        Author: Lunar_Ish Lunar_Ish 
        Chapter: 1/1 
        Summary: Young Odysseus is playing around in the trees when he sees someone, someone stunning, someone who's "more beautiful than Aphrodite herself."
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              Young Odysseus is playing around in the trees when he sees someone, someone stunning, someone who's "more beautiful than Aphrodite herself."
            
        

        
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      This was a RP between me and Kiyo! I was Penelope and he was Odysseus, enjoy reading! (I apologize for any grammatical errors)
    

    
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          Odysseus: *Stepping outside the Palace grounds, Odysseus inhaled the purity that came with a new season. It was spring, one of Odysseus' favorite seasons for it was best known for its beautiful weather and blooming flowers. He could smell the saltiness of the ocean water waft and intermingling with the scent of pollen. It made his nose itch but he waved it off and continued down the path he set. His sandals flattened the greenly grass beneath his feet, arms adjusting the blue cloak he'd thrown around his frame before rushing out.It was beautiful out. A sight for sore eyes but what really caught his attention was the gracious figure of a young woman standing just underneath his infamous resting spot. Her hair was luscious, dark strands billowing in the gentle breeze as if they were one with the wind, the gold embroidery on her dress glinting in the rays of the sunlight.Nothing could've prepared him for the beauty of her shapely face as his eyes slid up to admire. Odysseus felt his mouth open, slightly agape as he stared unabashedly. She must be a reincarnate of Lady Aphrodite — No her beauty accedes far beyond that. How rude it was for him to stare but he couldn't possibly help himself. This woman...she sparked something deep inside Odysseus — something he never knew he'd find in those women his father threw at him. He feels as if he's been bestowed upon by Aphrodite, blessed with an unceremoniously amount of love he's not sure his heart can fathom.This must be love at first sight.* Penelope: *Penelope sighed. She loathed having her duties as royalty. She hated how she had to spend all her time with people she barely knew and barely wanted to know, at that. She dreaded each day and wanted nothing more than to be with someone who didn't make her feel like she had to be the perfect version of herself.When she woke up that morning, she had slid on one of her many gowns, looking in the mirror at her face. Others would say she was gorgeous, but she digressed. She was nothing out of the ordinary, she was but a young woman.She ventured outside her castle, hoping to find a good resting area, far from the pressures of home, when she stumbled upon an olive tree. The branches reached out as if desperately covering the sun for her, the leaves fell gently and the breeze was just right. Penelope was pleased to have found such a spot so she sat beneath the tree, tucking her hair behind her ear. How nice it was to be far from the pressures of everyday life.*f Odysseus: *This is far from what he expected upon his arrival at the large olive tree. This spot is almost considered to be sacred to him, the one place he didn't like sharing unless it was absolutely necessary. Today he finds out he doesn't mind the company. She did manage to take up his spot before he could anyway. Odysseus shook his head to clear his mind, throat dry at having kept it agape for so long. He should probably get some water but it's no doubt the last thing he'll find himself doing. Attempting, and failing miserably, to work up the courage to approach the young lady, Odysseus finds himself praying to whatever god is listening to aid him in not making a complete fool of himself.Clearing his throat, which really sounds like more of a hiccuped squeak, Odysseus closes the distance between himself and the large tree, ducking to avoiding being slapped in the face by the sticky leaves. He stops just before where she sits, her gaze on the view up ahead. Odysseus almost feels bad for interrupting her peace with his presence but alas it's too late. "It's beautiful isn't it?" He speaks keeping his voice low and gentle.It suddenly becomes a bit hot and he finds that his palms are sweating when he brings his hand up to brush a few strands from his eyes. Nervous and he's only just seen the girl, how foolish. Odysseus silently curses himself, curling his sweat soaked palms into fist at his side.* Penelope: *She glanced up at the sky, watching small birds fly together in groups. She longed to have a family one day, but she just didn't find anybody interesting. People had told her to date this prince or marry that one, but they were all lackluster. She simply wanted a truthful guy.. A fun one. One who will show her how to love and how to be the best version of herself, not a fake one.She shook her head, dismissing these thoughts from her brain. She stared at some small bugs in the grass before, suddenly, she heard a loud noise next to her. She looked over to see a young boy who looked not much older than her. She blushed gently."Holy. Sh@t." She thought. This boy.. He was absolutely GORGEOUS. His hair was smooth and soft, his demeanor was childish but manly, he was the perfect mix of mature and fun and she knew from the second she saw him that it was meant to be. She thanked the gods silently as she heard him talk gently.She cracked up slightly, bursting out into cute feminine giggles. She couldn't help it, he was so awkward.*"Yeah, it's quite a gorgeous spot.. I couldn't help but sit here to rest. Tell me though," she went on, "what are you doing here?" Odysseus: *Odysseus choked on his next inhale, the air leaving his lungs causing a punched wheezing sound to leave him. Seeing her this close, clearly, for the first time...Odysseus has half a mind to take back every word he's said. Her beauty is truly...one of a kind. Those eyes and the way her cheeks flush with a rosy tint. Odysseus' shoulders droop, eyes wide as he stared once again. Her voice was light, laugh gentle and melodic in a way that put Apollo's lyre music to shame. Odysseus' face erupts into flames, heat bursting on his cheeks and ears as he tries his best to turn away.He didn't want to stop staring but gosh was he embarrassing himself. The Gods must spite him in this particular moment, most assuredly his mentor, Athena who would undoubtedly turn her nose up at such a sickening display. Odysseus nodded quickly, almost enough to give himself whiplash just before recovering. "I— I often..visit this plant— I mean tree, olive tree. It's...yeah. I just wanted to get away for a while." He stumbled over his words, as if he wasn't embarrassing himself enough.Odysseus clumsily plopped himself down on the grass, putting space between him and the gorgeous woman. "So, uh— what's your name? I feel ashamed to have never known the name of such a beautiful woman." The words aren't registered until they're said and all Odysseus can do is go tense.* Penelope: *Fascinated, intrigued and charmed, these were all words that described how Penelope felt towards the strange boy in this moment. She wasn't sure how to deal with him. He was clearly flustered, which she found just so cute. And the way he was stumbling over his words had her giggling even more. She was just so captivated by the guy and everything about him.She was about to answer his question when she heard him slip up his words and call her beautiful. She froze. Her cheeks turned a deep pink. Did he really think she was beautiful? Or was he like one of those weird guys who pretended to care only to break her heart? She wondered only for a moment. But all her worries faded away when she looked into his eyes and saw the gentle and tender look he had, almost like a puppy yearning for love.*"Penelope. My name is Penelope. And yours, kind gentleman?"*She gazed up at him, putting her hands in her lap to try to look more presentable. She didn't want him to think she wasn't feminine enough or that she wasn't suitable for his attention because deep down she craved his more than anything in this moment.* Odysseus: *Odysseus could feel like weight of those beautiful eyes boring into his side profile. He did his best to avert his eyes least he risk a popping a blood vessel. He marveled at the name he was granted with, wanting nothing more than to spew nonsense about how pretty and fitting it was for her. They've only just met and it would be out of character for him to go about running his mouth. Since when has he cared about keeping character? Odysseus is known around Ithaca for his daring actions and mischief induced ideas. But here? Here he's been reduced to his weakest, completely bare in the face of Penelope's beauty and her soft words.By no means was he complaining, in fact he's sure this is how he'd prefer to spend the rest of his day(s). Utterly content in the company of someone this gorgeous. With a sigh, Odysseus gathered his bearings and chanced a look towards Penelope. She was already looking, sitting poised and pretty as if being presented upon a man searching for a woman to wed. Odysseus frowned, head tilted slightly before he answered. "My name is Odysseus, son of Laertes." He spoke, a hint of pride catching his voice.The longer Odysseus studied her the more certain details became clear to his eyes. For instance her shoulders carried about a tinge of tension, eyes appearing tired amongst all. "If I may ask — are you..okay? Not to intrude on anything personal! I just...it's the look in your eyes..you seem tired."* Penelope: *Penelope was pleased upon hearing just who Odysseus was. Despite loathing royalty, she knew that if she ended up with this boy long-term that she would easily be able to wed him. She was so excited at the idea, doing small cartwheels in her head. She wanted nothing more than to spend her time with him, even if they had just met.She adored his dorky look and how nervous he was when he was speaking to her. She saw the flush on his cheeks and the curves of his neck as he nervously scratched it. Never in all her years had she seen a man so honest, a man so open and passionate. She had been so extremely used to men with no heart in sight, men whose only goal was to make her their wife, but she could tell from just two seconds with this guy that he was different, her soulmate.But her frantic romantic thoughts paused when she heard the next words she uttered. She looked at him. Did he see right through her? How had he'd known that she was trying to appear more princess-like for him? Sure, she had some natural femininity but she had always been described as the odd one out among her proper friends.*"Tired..?" *She sighed gently as the breeze blew in her hair. She tucked a bit behind her ear.* "I suppose you could say that.. Being a princess is tough and all.. everyone is pressuring me to marry and everyone wants me to have children already.. I don't even like the men that are my 'options'. I don't even think princesses should be forced to marry if they don't wish to.." *She looked up at the olive tree and its many leaves.* "I want to marry my true love.. Not some guy who just wants my body or power.." *she looked back down, placing a hand over her heart.**She sat in silence for a second before realizing she had just poured her heart out to a complete stranger. She nervously scrambled.* "I apologize! I didn't mean to dump that on you.." Odysseus: *Odysseus nodded, eyes earnest as he nervously tugged at his ear. He sat there in silence as Penelope practically poured her heart out. He felt for the princess and in some way he understood where she was coming from. Being a prince has its downsides, much common to those of being a princess. Not once did Odysseus stop staring at Penelope throughout her ranting. He took the time to study her porcelain features, admiring the way her hair was framed around her shoulders. He was tempted to reach out and touch those silky strands, wondering if they felt exactly how they appeared, gleaming in the light of the sun.There was a moment of silence between them when she'd finish speaking. Odysseus allowed her words to sink in, his heart swelling with something akin to awe. He smiled, waving off her apology. "It's quite alright. I don't mind. In fact i can relate. My parents have been pushing me towards a bride but...I just — they don't ignite the fire inside of my heart. I feel for you, Penelope. Maybe one day you'll find that man?" The words went unspoken but they shouted clear as day in his heart. Maybe one day I'll be that man. He yearned for it.Odysseus, a bit more composed and relaxed, leaned back against his arms, head thrown back as he stared up at the leaves. Should he perhaps do something to impress her? Show his worth? He feels as though that would run her away so he decides against it. Odysseus bites his lip as he thinks, brain rendered to mush next to Penelope. Maybe he should invite her over..* Penelope: *She looked at Odysseus with hope when he started talking, but it slowly faded as he mentioned finding that man. All she could think was wanting to ask if he'd be that man, if he'd take her hand and swear to protect her and cherish her. She knew little about him but her heart knew all it needed to know. She sighed softly, letting her shoulders fall loosely. She looked at leaves being blown away in the wind.*"I believe I have.. But.. I know little about this boy."*She looked at him. She was trying to not make it too obvious that the boy was right in front of her but also trying to make it obvious enough that he would consider him as a candidate. She was unsure, however. This boy seemed a bit air-headed, like some things would go right over his head if he hadn't paid enough attention. Nevertheless, she wanted to leave breadcrumbs to trail him on, let him know little by little that she longed for him and wanted him so badly. She needed to be in his arms. She gazed down at his arms for a second as she thought of this before looking away, embarrassed that she just did that.* Odysseus: *Odysseus jolted up into a sitting position, his back straight as he looked at the princess. "You...have?" Something dark and nasty curled around his heart, squeezing slightly as he exhaled on the next breath. "I think you should ask more about him then." He exclaimed, feigning enthusiasm. He was jealous although he shouldn't be. He barely knew Penelope. The guy could be far better than he was too. Holding back his disappointment, Odysseus shot Penelope a smile. He hopes it doesn't come out lopsided and tense. He considers praying to Aphrodite, in this very moment, to aid him in his so far unsuccessful journey. Not like he's attempted anything.. With new found confidence, completely oblivious to the eyes over his arms, Odysseus cleared his throat and straightened his back. "I fear if he will not do anything about that i might just have to steal your hand in marriage." He chuckled, nervous beyond belief as he felt sweat begin building upon his palms once again. He's being reduced to nothing but putty at this point, fumbling over his words like a child that has just discovered the alphabet.Odysseus rubbed at his neck, his cheeks flushing the more he let his words sink it. That was embarrassing was it not? He seems to be doing that a lot lately, embarrassing himself. She'll probably change her mind about him if he keeps being this fidgety.* Penelope: *Flushed. That's what she felt. She felt tingly and warm and.. odd. She'd never felt this way before, certainly not around boys, and it was new. It was different. It's as if one line from this man was all it took for her to want to be with him forever. But there was a lingering fear... Had he only suggested this because of beauty or did he genuinely care? She was so used to the princes her parents approved of that she hadn't been around anyone genuine in a while. She didn't want to make the mistake of falling in love just to get her heart shattered, split into millions of pieces right in front of her. She wouldn't, she couldn't, she mustn't!.. But.. Something about **him** was.. different. He was sweet and kind and cheeky... He seemed truthful. No matter if he was truthful or not, she felt the urge.. the need.. to flirt back. It had been a while since she flirted around and this boy --this  handsome boy -- was just her type.*"Who knows.." *She shrugged as she got closer to him and began whispering.* "Maybe I'd consider that offer, Prince Odysseus.." Odysseus: *Wide eyed and a blushing mess, Odysseus resisted the urge to back away from the Princess the closer she got. He didn't know if he wanted to turn tail and absolutely book it back to the palace or lean into her radiating warmth and...His thoughts went haywire with all sorts of impossible scenarios, eyes darting down to stare at her lips before quickly retreating back up towards her astounding beauty. Odysseus swallowed hard around the lump in his throat with the flush of his cheeks becoming darker by the minute. "You would — you'll consider it? Really? If that is the truth you speak then..."Trailing off, Odysseus jumped to his knees and gently took both the princesses' hands into his grip loose enough to allow her to back away if she happened to be uncomfortable by the contact. Determination set his eyebrows, shoulders squared and eyes set as he stared into her eyes which reminded him of starry nights and everything pure. "I know we've only just met but there's something about you, Penelope." His mouth opened and closed, words entangled in his throat before they're spoken.There's a lot he wants to say but she only said she'd consider it. Maybe he's gotten a bit over his head? The thought must not be true however because he had yet to drop her hands, soft to the touch and clear unlike his scar ridden calloused palms. "I would be honored to have the chance to court you, if you allowed it so." He finished lamely, too nervous to say anything more despite feeling like she deserved to hear it all. He was embarrassing himself enough and allowing his heart to sing out the blossoming feelings in his chest would only make it worse.Odysseus isn't sure how much time has passed within his time spent underneath the olive tree. Time seems fickle, an unmoving thing the longer Penelope graced him with her graceful presence and sweet smiles.*Penelope: *She blushed heavily. Was this really happening? Did she really just meet the love of her life and were they really about to get married?! It was shocking, sudden, and thrilling. The thought of getting married to this boy made her heart skip a beat and her cheeks turn deep red, as if they weren't red enough. She felt his rough manly hands on her delicate ones, the way he held her gently with no hesitation. The way she could tell he wanted nothing more than to please her, to make her feel loved and cherished. She knew deep down this must be her soulmate, but was she ready for marriage?*"I.. am unsure if I'm ready for marriage but.. I'd like to be your romantic partner.. and I hope it can lead to us uniting, our hands colliding.. our lips attracting.." *She rambled, intertwining their fingers. She felt so at peace and so ready to spend all her time with the boy called Odysseus. She could feel his cute eyes radiating off of her beauty and just the way he clearly wanted her. It was.. different, from usual. It was refreshing and kind and real.* Odysseus: *Odysseus refrained from showing too much excitement as he nodded. He'll take anything the princess will allow him to have even if that means he has to wait. His heart was beating erratically in his chest, face warm and eyes lit up with sparks of joy. "We can take things slow. I would like nothing more than to get to know you, how does a date sound?" He proposed with a lopsided smile plastered across his face, happiness vivid despite the nervousness etched into the corners of it.He had not woken up with the expectations of meeting the love of his life and possibly future wife. Odysseus has already devoted himself, deep inside his heart, to care for and cherish this princess until the very day his soul passes on. Even in death he hopes to still be with her. He'll make sure to take his time and cherish every waking moment spent in the company with the princess.Already her name was engraved in the throes of his heart, mended there permanently as if he's known her for more than just a couple of hours. Odysseus would do anything for this girl.* Penelope: *She smiled as she listened to the prince's suggestion. She couldn't help it, he was so darn cute. She could tell that he was tough despite how sweet he was and she adored that. She knew she'd marry him, but she also knew she must take it slow otherwise she risks messing up something. She'd hate that.*"That sounds lovely, Prince Odysseus. I look forward to it."*She gently leaned forward, kissing Odysseus' cheek softly. She had never kissed anyone outside of her family. In fact, she didn't even mean to kiss him, it was purely instinct. Once she realized what she had done, her cheeks tinted pink.*"O-oh my bad. I didn't mean to do that!"*She stuttered nervously, waving her hands around in a gesture to brush off the kiss, afraid he might not like that she did that without his permission. The last thing she wanted was to gross him out or scare him away.* Odysseus: *Odysseus felt himself relax, exhaling when the princess did not decline his proposal. He's never done anything like this before. Romance wasn't a strong suit of his despite being popular with many among the people of Ithaca. Odysseus has never actually asked anyone out for his focus was on being a great warrior. Practice upon practice left no room for romance, the very thing his parents had been slowly nudging him towards — all he's done was turn a blind eye to it. Thinking back to it now he has no doubt it would've helped him out in the long run.Odysseus, still reeling in Penelope's acceptance, sat there in a bit of a daze. He was already imagining how he'd plan things out. He could ask Ctimene for her assistance but he knows that wouldn't come without a price unfortunately. What ever happened to the altruism between family?With a sigh, Odysseus opened his mouth to speak but immediately slammed it shut at the soft brushing of lips against his cheek. Blood rushed from his head to his cheeks and the tip of his ears, mouth suddenly dry from the sweet gesture. He sat there, blushing uncontrollably like a bride seeing her groom for the first time after — how many days? Ten? Four? Whatever. That was the last thing on his mind anyways.Like a mantra, Odysseus' mind supplied him with nothing but the name of the gorgeous princess sitting next to him — the princess that had just kissed him. It was all too much for a hot moment and Odysseus began rapidly fanning out the cloak draped around his shoulders. He shook his head to reassure the princess. "No, It's fine. I just wasn't expecting a kiss is all..." There's no way he could look her in the eyes after that! He probably looks like the bitter wine his mother and father are always indulging themselves in during dinner.* Penelope: *She watched as he turned a deep shade of red in his face. She giggled gently. Everything about him was extremely amusing. She listened closely to what he said, nodding. She was relieved she didn't scare him off. In fact, she realized he was extremely happy. She wanted nothing more than to keep this that way. She smiled softly in his direction as she grabbed a hold of his hands.*"Prince Odysseus, you truly are something quite special."*She leaned in closer to him, looking like she was about to kiss him. She examined his face up close which only made her more flustered. The small freckles scattered across his face, his cheeky grin, his warm cheeks... She was adoring each and every feature of this boy. She was tempted to let her hands linger a little, not with ill intentions, but she simply wanted to feel every part of this man. But she knew that was not appropriate, especially not here, not having just met him. So she simply looked at him closely, her face inches away from his.*"You really are the most handsome prince in all the lands.." *She muttered.*Odysseus: *Odysseus can't count how many times he's blushed in the past few minutes because of this princess. She'll surely be the death of him if not now, sooner than later. He can't even lie and say it wouldn't be such a good way to go out. He glanced up at Penelope's words, eyes going a bit wide at the sheer sincerity hidden beneath her sentence. Odysseus often got that a lot but something about hearing it from Penelope made it sound different. He felt as if she really saw him for who he is beyond being a prince next in line for the throne. This princess, so far, has never failed to amaze him."You think so?" His voice shook with nerves, eyes flitting between her face and lips the closer she leaned in. He didn't want to appear rude by staring at her lips but he just couldn't keep his gaze locked onto hers! By the gods, he'll die here won't he? Odysseus swallowed heavy and hard around the lump that seemed to have never gone away from the moment he first spotted the princess.Her hands were warm in his and Odysseus was tempted to pull back lest he risk getting his sweat all over her. That would be unsettling. Doing his best to return her scrutinizing stare, Odysseus hummed absentmindedly. "And you're the most beautiful princess. Such unparalleled beauty.."* Penelope: *Odysseus can't count how many times he's blushed in the past few minutes because of this princess. She'll surely be the death o...*This is love, isn't it? Feeling so happy, so at peace, and so.. right. She felt like the sky was more blue and the grass was more green. This boy made her heart pound and she loved every second of it. She could tell he'd be her groom just from the way his eyes looked into hers. She felt nice and warm and she felt safe with him. She knew he'd go to the ends of the Earth to keep her safe, and she'd do the same.Upon hearing his comment about her beauty, she moved back a bit, blushing even more. This gorgeous guy was calling her 'the most beautiful princess'?! She couldn't believe it. Had she gone to heaven? Surely not, heaven hardly compares. She put her hands over her face, desperately trying to hide the sheer blush on her face and how much she enjoyed every compliment.*"You exaggerate, surely! I am nothing special.."*She sighed gently, looking away as she played with a curl of her hair. She really didn't think she was gorgeous despite being told so by so many. She felt that he was out of her league, out of anybody's league, for that matter! She sighed, putting her hands in the middle of her chest gently as she looked down at herself.* Odysseus: *Odysseus shot Penelope an incredulous look. She must've been joking around! Someone as beautiful as she ought be aware of that simple fact, right? Odysseus couldn't have agreed more. The red tint on her cheeks highlighted her beauty, the sun accentuating the brown of her hair. Odysseus wanted nothing more than to reach out and grasp onto those silky strands wondering if they felt just as soft as they looked.Shaking his head, Odysseus replied. "No! I mean it. You're beautiful, Penelope. I think beautiful is a bit of an understatement though, no?" He was teasing but frowned at the dejected look on the Princesses face. Odysseus brought his hand up and drew his fingers underneath Penelope's chin, movements careful and light as he directed her to lift her head up."I do not exaggerate and I assure you I'm not lying. You are the most gorgeous girl I've ever laid my eyes on. Inside and you have already captured my attention. Your beauty is unrivaled, unmatched, and much more. Never hold your head down."* Penelope: *She didn't believe Odysseus at first. Her, beautiful? Never. But as he kept talking, she couldn't help but find truth in his voice, in his tone. She started to feel like she really was as gorgeous as he suggested and it made her feel so loved. She had never felt this happy and this cherished.*"Well, then you must know.."*She got closer to Odysseus, Crawling between his legs so she could get as close as she could, her feminine face being highlighted by the stunning lighting under this tree.*"You are the most handsome, kind, and fun prince I have ever met. I adore you.. I.. Dare I say I love you.. You make my heart light up.. You're gorgeous."*She tried to refrain from examining Odysseus' figure, but she was a teenager, how could she help herself! She snuck glances at his chest and his legs and his neck... He looked so strong. Even though he was a young boy he already looked so mature. She was beyond flustered.*"I truly hope that we can talk like this forever, Ody.."*She giggled gently, smiling in his direction.* Odysseus: *Upon seeing her smile again, Odysseus relaxed and smiled at himself. She should always be reminded of just how beautiful she was. And Odysseus wouldn't mind being the one to do so. Penelope truly was like no other. He's never met anyone this exciting before. Someone that kept him on his toes, his heart pounding and face flushed. He'll definitely be telling his parents off the next time they introduce him to any women."I..." He sat, yet again at a loss for words, mind running a mile a minute as he tried to assess his situation. With Penelope between his legs now, breathing didn't seem so easy anymore. He planted his palms on the grass beneath him to ground himself in the face of the princess. "Penelope...I worry I might possibly faint with all these compliments. I feel honored to be thought of in such a way by you."He didn't miss the glances she took at his arms, legs, and chest. It all made him fidgety. Odysseus started picking at the grass, pulling it from its roots just to give his fingers something to do. "I hope so too..Penelope. You're an interesting woman." And for a split moment his eyes darted to her neck and the way she seemed to flush even more. Odysseus cleared his throat, attention going back to the way the sunlight caught onto the princesses frame.He threw all caution to the wind when he reached out and brushed his fingers through the billowing strands of her hair, curious beyond reach. "I think I love you too." He very well knew he loved this princess.* Penelope: *She giggled softly. She knew what she was doing. Toying around with him was just so fun though! Seeing him all flustered and not knowing what to say, it was just such a sight to see. But as he told her how he loved her too, she couldn't help but blush herself. She cleared her throat, trying to maintain her role of making HIM flustered, not the other way around. Truth be told though, if he flirted back, she'd crumble.*"You really are an adorable prince.. Do you get this flustered around all girls?" *She laughed gently, pushing some hair behind her ear.**She just knew this would be a pass time in the future, she hoped and prayed his cute demeanor would never go away. Penelope looked into his eyes, narrowing hers slightly to make her look more.. seductive. She wasn't trying to start something, but she wanted to see how far she could go before he just straight up broke. How fun this was!!* Odysseus: *Odysseus was unclear about whatever Penelope seemed to be getting at. He's usually able to pick up the intentions of someone just by a bit of scrutiny but with this princess? He had no clue. Odysseus found himself far more distracted by the way she was practically draped over him. The flush on his face couldn't get any deeper than it already was. "Well, I'm not around any girls that often...I— I...yeah." He drew his lips into a thin line, rendering himself speechless.Really all he could do was stare. Simply gaze upon the goddess that has decided to give him the time of day. Odysseus trailed his eyes over the smaller details he spotted with how close the princess was. He did best to distract himself, instead opting to take in the cloth of her dress. His lashes fluttered weakly against her unrelenting gaze but he did not complain.She was far more bold than anyone he's come across thus far. Hell she might as well be bolder than Odysseus himself! He has yet to do anything other than sputter like a deer in headlights. Embarrassing and unlikely but how could he not when she resorted him to putty?*Penelope: *Odysseus was unclear about whatever Penelope seemed to be getting at. He's usually able to pick up the intentions of someone ju...*She watched his eyes, seeing what caught his attention. She laughed softly. She loved how helpless he was and just how down bad he was. To be honest, she was just as much, but she was better at flirting.*"Don't be nervous to stare.. Such a cute boy deserves to be allowed to honor of taking some glimpses..~"*She was straight up seducing him now. That was undeniable. She was just having so much fun watching the boy so flushed and jittery. She wanted to have this forever and always. She hoped he was one of those guys who never really changes because she was absolutely in love with him and all his cute gestures.**She got closer, whispering..*"Besides.. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't looking too.." *She backed away, blushing gently as she sat in front of him. She watched for his reaction.* Odysseus: *Blinking rapidly, Odysseus processed just what the princess just told him and flushed from head to toe. What's gotten into her all of a sudden? He doesn't know how much of this he could fathom before he completely burned through his last brain cell. "That's...Penelope.." His voice was low as he spoke, eyes wide and shimmering with emotion.This was...not how he imagined his afternoon. Odysseus could tell she was enjoying this, leaving him all flushed and practically speechless.Chuckling nervously, Odysseus put a bit of distance between himself and the princess. "You are? I mean...Gods, Penelope..you're quite unexpected." Odysseus mindlessly played with his ear, feeling the heat of his embarrassment bloom. He must look a mess. He'll surely have to fix himself before going back to the palace unless he wants his sister finding out. Odysseus knows how unbearable she'll be.* Penelope: *She laughed a bunch as she watched him before backing up. She's teased him enough.*"Sorry, sorry.. I couldn't help myself.."*She blushed heavily. She couldn't believe what she had just done. Had she really just tried to seduce him just then.. Did it work?! Her mind was abuzz but she tried to keep cool and calm. But what she said was honest and true. She had been staring. And she didn't mind if he did too... Honestly she quite liked the attention this boy gave her.*"So, where do you want to go on this date?"*She asked him gently, wind blowing through her hair. She asked this as if she wasn't trying something earlier. She really was such a trickster when she was younger. *"Do you have a favorite restaurant or place?" Odysseus: *A breath of relief slipped past Odysseus' lips the moment Penelope backed away. He greedily sucked in a breath full of fresh spring air and suddenly breathing seemed to come easier. He didn't mind the attention but then again he never became familiar with something like this. Let alone someone so pretty. Odysseus gathered himself, shaking his head with a bashful smile on his lips. "No it's okay. I hadn't realized you were teasing up until now." He murmured, feeling the way his heart calmed, the erratic beating slowed down to its regularity.Odysseus glanced at Penelope before turning his gaze towards the greenery spread out in front of him. The leaves and branches of the Olive tree provide shade from the sun the brighter it shone. He brought his knees up, legs slightly spread, and let his arms rest atop his knees. "I was thinking we could have a picnic? My mother makes good desserts. If you like honey cakes you'll love hers." He offers."But if it's a restaurant or someplace else you prefer I wouldn't mind!" Odysseus quickly added. He's not sure why a picnic was the very first thing to leave his lips. He could've suggested anything else because after all Ithaca was a busy place with a multitude of things to do.*Penelope: *A breath of relief slipped past Odysseus' lips the moment Penelope backed away. He greedily sucked in a breath full of fresh sp...*She smiled as she watched him sigh in relief. Poor boy, being teased so much by such a pretty girl. She listened to his suggestion, intrigued by it. She hadn't really had many picnics but by gods if he wasn't her first of many things..*"No, no, a picnic sounds absolutely lovely!"*She said gently, smiling. She really enjoyed his company and a picnic would make it easier to have more of that company. Plus, who was she to turn down food from a queen? Just the idea made her hungry... Delicious meats, treats, and sweets. Hey that rhymes!Penelope grabbed both of Odysseus' hands gently as she looked him in his eyes.*"I'd love to spend my first ever romantic date with you, Prince Odysseus." *She placed a gentle kiss upon his hands.* Odysseus: *Odysseus beamed, something akin to pride blooming in his chest. He was satisfied she appeared intrigued by the idea of a picnic. Maybe they could do something more exciting next? It wasn't too arrogant of him to have already thought of a possible second date was it?"Then a picnic it shall be." He announced with finality. A new feeling had joined in with the thrill thrumming underneath his skin. He was happy, of course. The sparkle in his eyes is enough to tell a story of its own. Penelope truly is something. Odysseus looks forward to spending his life with Penelope at his side.His parents would surely be beyond happy to know he's finally found someone to wed. Odysseus can only imagine how miserable his feature would've been had he not decided to come down to the Olive tree.At the feeling of his hands being grabbed, Odysseus welcomed reality once more with a smile as he looked at Penelope. The red tint never really left its splotchy place on his cheeks and ears. "I too would love that. More than anything else. Your parents wouldn't mind me stealing you away tomorrow evening, will they?" He asked moving to mold his fingers between the princesses very own in a gentle hold.* Penelope: *Odysseus beamed, something akin to pride blooming in his chest. He was satisfied she appeared intrigued by the idea of a picnic...*She giggled at Odysseus' comment about 'stealing her away' as if she were some sort of princess.. Oh wait! She is! Either way, she felt special and loved. She saw how much Odysseus wanted her and she felt the same towards him.*"I am positive they wouldn't mind, what about yours? Surely such an attractive prince like you has been given many options for princesses.. you must let your parents know you're interested in me to stop them."*She nodded, feeling a little possessive. Was it selfish? No. I wouldn't say so. It was simply love. Wanting to be the only one he has eyes for. Wanting to be his and only his. Wanting to feel cherished and cared for how she had always imagined when she was younger.*"What time is suitable for you?" *She asked, letting go of his hands and standing upright.* Odysseus: *Odysseus shakes his head, bashful and a bit shy at Penelope's display. "No they wouldn't. In fact it's the very opposite. I've been getting bugged a lot lately to find myself a bride anyway. I'm sure they'll be nothing if not pleased." And it was the very truth. As previously mentioned, his parents would accept Penelope without a doubt. Even more so since she's from royalty but Odysseus was not concerned with her status for he found her more intriguing than the forever fortune and prosperity their wed would bring.He panicked when their fingers untangled as Penelope stood from her seated spot in the grass. For a split second, Odysseus sat there and stared until he scrambled up to his feet. He placed a hand at the nape of his neck, rubbing at the invisible itch there. "Just before seven? Are you preparing to leave, Princess?" He proposed with uncertainty, awaiting her answer.Too busy shrouded in the many feelings her company provided, Odysseus lost track of time and had forgotten just who they were. Surely she was a busy young lady and had things she needed to do back at her Palace. Now that he thinks about it, he never bothered to ask her anything beyond her name. The mortification came quick and left even quicker. There's always tomorrow and she didn't even seem offended.* Penelope: *She smiled at the idea of Ody's parents' approval. She felt confident that their love would be accepted by all and she was proud.**As for his comment about the time, she simply nodded. When he asked if she was leaving, she could sense despair in his voice, like he longed for her to stay longer, to embrace him more. She realized she hadn't known much about him.*"I must. I have duties to attend to.. being a princess isn't easy.." *She sighed, looking towards Odysseus.* "I shan't forget you. Meet me at Koiya Park at 7 for our picnic tomorrow. Goodbye, Prince Odysseus."*She waved as she walked off into the sunset. Blush fell upon her cheeks as she fantasized about all that could happen on their date. She was so excited that once she was far enough she squealed like a schoolgirl being asked to prom. She just felt so happy and was so ready to spend her life with this prince.* Odysseus: *Odysseus nodded in understanding eyes sparkling with barely constrained happiness. "And I shall not forget you. I'll be there. Till we meet again, Princess Penelope." Odysseus tilted his head in acknowledgement, cheeks still tinted red and frame feeling lighter than it's ever been.He watched Penelope leave, eyes glued to her retreating frame. Odysseus lazily brought a hand up, waving in a daze despite the fact that she would be unable to see the gesture. An idiot to the very end it seems. He huffed, tucking his hand back to his side before leaning against the olive tree.A giddy smile crept onto Odysseus' lips, and he came to a realization. He's been blessed by the fates. Something that traverses far beyond meeting Athena and becoming a warrior of hers. Odysseus was blessed with Penelope— meeting her. Striking him with her unrivaled beauty and relentless teasing, the first ever to render him speechless. Penelope was amazing in all her grace, a red ruby amongst an assortment of diamonds.He's glad to have met her for the idea of her being with anyone else settled wrong in his heart — his heart that now pumped wild inside his chest at the barest mention of her. Odysseus vowed he would do whatever it may require to make Penelope his.*'
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