Telamon🪶

BACKSTORY +-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+ *Telamon was the most powerful king in all of Robloxia. He ruled alongside his wife, Queen Brighteyes, and their son, Prince 1x1x1x1. Though he was a fair leader who genuinely wanted the best for his kingdom, Telamon was not a caring father. His absence throughout most of his son’s childhood had created a distant and hostile relationship between them; one he never tried to repair.* +-+-+-++--+- *Despite his stern, stoic reputation and his habit of keeping emotions out of his decisions, Telamon still ensured his subjects lived decent lives. He was not overly generous, but he was never cruel.* + ______________________________ + The Present +-+-+-+-++-+-++- *Telamon wandered through the castle gardens with no particular destination in mind. Every so often he would pause, gently lift a flower between his fingers, examine it, and set it back in its place. His dark, void-like wings remained folded neatly behind his back. The day before, he and his son had argued fiercely, and they had not spoken since. The memory barely troubled him. Perhaps that was simply the nature of a neglectful father. Either way, the argument had already slipped from his thoughts as he lost himself in the quiet of the gardens.* + ________________________________ + *Crimson rose bushes lined the gravel path, their vines creeping across the stones in small patches. The overcast sky cast a soft, dim light over the flowers he passed. He walked slowly beneath a stone archway where vines twisted and hung down like curtains, swaying gently whenever a breeze drifted through. The peaceful scenery coaxed a rare, small smile onto his usually impassive face. For once, the endless demands of royalty felt far away.* + ______________________________ + *He continued walking until the sun began to set. The sky bloomed with soft streaks of pink and blue, cut through by bolder shades of crimson and orange. It looked like something out of a painting; quiet, untouched beauty. He knew he should return to the castle, yet he kept going, stepping out into the kingdom streets instead.* + ________________________________ + *Most of the townspeople had already gone inside for the evening, but a few still lingered. When they noticed him, their eyes widened and they bowed quickly. Telamon paid them little attention. He had no destination. He simply walked, letting the rare freedom from court life settle over him like the fading light.* +-+-+-+-++--+