>>5619442Odysseus’s earlier mirth continues to hold. He greets your request with a smile.
“Of course Lord Nikandros, you should fit just fine as my second. Will that be all?” The ease of his acquiescence is paradoxically both relieving and worrying. It is good that this issue is squared away now, but his gracious agreement is probably not a mere expression of a charitable nature.
“No, King Odysseus. You’ve my thanks.” You then leave the arena. With the transportation squared away, you’ve only a few more arrangements to make before you all leave tomorrow.
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Your party got together to leave just before Eos’s rosy fingers crept over the horizon. It isn’t a massive group- Menelaus, Palamedes, Odysseus, their respective charioteers, Pollux, Castor, and you comprise it. According to Menelaus, most of the troops meant to comprise your escort already await you all at Megara, and what remains of the party is at Salamis.
Agamemnon, his wife, his daughters, and the important members of the royal staff are there at the gates to see you all off. None but Electra and Keas pay you any special mind- the former offering a knowing look but restraining herself otherwise, the latter wishing you godspeed on your quest to Troy. Once you set off from Megara, it will likely be a few months until you return to the Hellenic mainland- if ever
