Chapter 8 - Ithaca

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Third person POV:

The group tumbled out of their rafts, gasping for air. The journey back to Ithaca was indeed how Homer described it, not that it was a good thing.

"Oh my gods," Arcten gasped, stumbling to the railed dock edge and proceeded to throw up.

Cleo turned from the ocean, "Ewww. Think of the sea creatures!"

Arctera rolled her eyes, "Pull yourself together! We have stuff to do."

Arctera raced up the road, heading towards the crowd of people at the palace, "Excuse me, sorry, heading through,"

Arctera's brain caught snippets of what the suitors were saying, "...Women can't rule... Won't she just choose... She must be nuts,"

She pushed the voices out, there were things to do. Pushing open the doors to the palace, she slipped inside. "Queen Penelope? Prince Telemachus? Hello?"

There was not a guard in sight, they were all outside the palace. Arctera wandered through the halls, mindlessly searching when she stumbled upon Penelope's chambers, " Your majesty, can we talk?"

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Hey y'all, I'm back! I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I know I certainly did. What do you think will happen?

Kate

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