The Hoplite & The Prince [Alt desc for more info on them] Background are images from AC: Odyssey !

Continued from the previous posts’ alt desc | What he does know is no pony - no man especially - has ever been as patient, as soft in gaze and voice, as sweet as the freshly grown fruits and flowers as Athen has been to him. And it is by such actions that he felt was confusing and strange, that a Prince could ever devote such affection to a soldier. To display a subtle act of genuine love to a soldier. It is unheard of in his eyes. | Nor can he be sure that he is simply looking too far into the actions of the Prince. To assume such a thing - if wrong - it would be a great lie. A lie in which no King would tolerate even from his most trusted. | It is through these experiences - of exploration beyond that of the city. Beyond the battlefields he once fought through. - that he has bore witness to a tranquil side that the city he had known his whole life had, exists out there in the world. To know, to see and to feel that this extends beyond the cities walls, is to let in an openness of mind. | Nor can he deny that his interactions with Athen had been sour. In fact, he has felt sense of ease when by his side. Whether that’s only because the Prince - as uncharacteristic as he is for one - kind and loving. In his own way of gift giving and appraisal. | These adventures do invite dangerous encounters, but the Prince is fearless when beside Eutimios. It’s as if he is content knowing /he/ is the pony to be there with him.