I promise. I would never defy you, my king. I'll even give you information about the other maids and what they’ve been doing
I can find out for myself
Last night…I had the strangest dream. An eagle swooped down from the sky and slaughtered my twenty pet geese. The eagle then claimed in a human voice to be my husband who has put my lovers to death.
I haven’t a clue what to make of this dream. So, I have devised a challenge, the first man to shoot an arrow through the hole of 12 axes, I will marry.
The Eagles were your suitors. Destruction is clear for each and every suitor.
You’re home, your wife is here, you’ve seen your son... Through the Gods, anything is possible
My return home has not been one without a struggle. I have to conceal my identity, hide my richesse behind these rags only to be treated like I’m lesser. Now I’m plagued with worry that Telemachus and I will not be able to take on all of those men?
No matter the challenge, I will be victorious, although these men lack arete, I am Odysseus and I am capable. If I am not strong enough, I will fall back onto my strategy.
Artemis if only you'd whip an arrow through my breast and tear my life out.