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Penelope
@weepingweaver.bsky.social
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She needs to speak to @hauntedhero.bsky.social. She is searching the halls for him.
"I didn't mean any of that. I will happily go through the stages of pregnancy again if it means bringing happiness to my husband and son, but I meant making a deal with you..."
He grins, satisfied with his work. A shrug answers her question. "That all depends on you now. I've only given you the ability to conceive. To actually have a child and go through with pregnancy is a choice all yours to make. ...I doubt you would regret it, though."
Penelope felt a warmth spread through her body as he pressed his lips to her settling into the core of her body. Her hand came to rest on her lower stomach as she slowly pulled away her eyes wide. "I... thank you, Hermes." She stared at the god for a moment. "Am I going to regret this?"
until his lips press to hers in a gentle kiss, infused with his power.
Penelope was silent for a few moments before she let go of the god's finger lowering her hand and her eyes from him. She thought about it and then thought about her conversation with Odysseus previously and how excited he had been before reality had come back. "Yes... we have a deal, Lord Hermes."
"...I see." His expression eases. The mischief melts away to something softer. "Alright, fine. Then do we have a deal?"
"Because I want Odysseus to be able to spend time raising his child. I want him to be able to experience those firsts he never got with Telemachus." She bit her lips. "After 12 you may take our child for longer periods of time.."
A glance is given to her daring hand, but Hermes allows it. This time. "I would never take a newborn from their mother. I know better than that. And what if I want to hang out with them after they turn 12? Why 12?"
"One day at maximum until they are 12... and no days at all until they are weaned. But you are welcome anytime during that time." She reaches out daringly grasping the gods finger looking up directly into his eyes.
"But." He holds up a finger at that, stopping in front of the queen with a snicker. "I want partial custody of the child too. By which I mean I want to drop by and play with it sometimes. And maybe whisk it away on occasion. But I promise to return it if I do."
She was beginning to grow dizzy following him. "I feel as though there is a but coming along with this offer of your, Lord Hermes...."
Hos grin remained wide and amused, circling Penelope like his next prey. "Ah, yes... Mortals do have that problem. Old age... But, you forget I am also a god of fertility, queen of Ithaca. If you wished it, I can make it so you can conceive another child~"
She turned trying to follow him at all times. It was not as if she did not trust the god, but she knew he must have an angle. "Passion between Odysseus and I are high, and I would love to give TeleMACHUS a sibling, but my body is older now. I am not sure I could even conceive."
He hums, floating around her head, barely hiding mischievous little giggles. "Why not? I doubt you and Odysseus have lost your passion for another. And Teleport deserves a sibling, in my opinion."
Her eyes widen upon seeing the god. She bows her head in respect before answering. "It is Telemachus, Lord Hermes... and I am sad to say I cannot give him what he desires."
Penelope! Dear queen~ It seems your son Telemarket desires a sibling. Thoughts?
She is also awake and wandering the halls.
Awake โจ๏ธ
Taking a walks through her mother in lawโs gardens. It seems she will have to find new gardeners to tend to the plants.
She feels and intense need to see her husband, right at this moment.
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"I respect the work that you can do, my lord."
My arrows are strong dear so are my lethal ones and the anti-love ones
She let out a small chuckle. "That does explain why he was so smitten."
I'm just remembering I shot him and you were his first sight and then athena slapping the back of my head
"What have the gods want to do with us?" Her eyes held confusion.
oh hun I'm a god and that owl was Athena *He flapped his wings*
"I am sure you have many, but I do not want the chance you may be hurt."
Mother, do you think I step to the god king with no plan?
That he does. And he needs to knock it off before I have to step in.
HE'S GOT HIS DAD'S CHARM
What is it with my boys and fighting the gods? Telemachus, stop before someone gets hurt... or cursed.
โ๏ธ @hauntedhero.bsky.social ๐ It was the middle of the night. Penelope awoke from a nightmare. Sitting up she shuddered in the cool night air and looked to the bedside which she found empty. Her heart clutched in her chest and she rose from the bed quickly. "Where is he?" Was he still gone?-
She smiled at her son. "Get the fire going, I will start on the pastry."
"Yeah, that sounds like something he'd like"
Once in the kitchens she began to survey what they had on hand. She rubbed her chin before gathering things. "What about Koptoplakous?"
"Yes mother" -He smiled and followed his mother along to the kitchen so they could make something for Odysseus-
"Meet me in the kitchens. We will make him something sweet. A taste of home."
Yes please!
She grinned. "That sounds like a wonderful idea. Would you like to help me?"
We could make him dessert!
She gently sweeps her hand over her son's hair. "We should do something for him."
I know mama, I know
He finds comfort in us. He was trying to return to you as well, my darling boy.
Yeah... at least he finds comfort in you though