#clytius

The 'incidents', part 1:

(Tw: intense harrasing, scar, and violence)

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It was a normal day—The sun above, bright and burning over the people below it.

There were suitors in the yard—training and challenging each other. Not far away there were guards supervising them, other suitors who preferred to watch than train—And some servants even.

A good distance away was the garden, where Mitsuki was in charge of harvesting and taking plants to the infirmary

Mitsuki had a sickle in one hand, and with the other she put the herbs and plants in one of the baskets she had—occasionally wiping the sweat from her forehead.

Mitsuki was dying from the heat of the sun, she felt her body burn due to being in the sun, and having a garment over her chiton didn't help much.

"Oh, gods' heavens—!"

Mitsuki complained—moving the garment over her shoulder, leaving her back uncovered, her chiton revealed the back as well, she couldn't leave it on the floor for fear of getting it dirty.

Her back wasn't the only thing Mitsuki revealed to the sun, but also her long scar, which started from the back of her neck to her lower back.

Mitsuki felt someone's eyes watching her while she continued to do her thing, Mitsuki turned around, but she didn't see anyone, not even her surroundings.

Mitsuki tried to ignore that feeling—she didn't even feel when someone came at her from behind.

Mitsuki felt a hand on her back, especially on her scar.

Mitsuki tensed.

"Well, look that..."

Mitsuki heard the whisper of a familiar male voice, Mitsuki recognized it almost immediately.

Paralus—One of the most disgusting suitors Mitsuki has ever met.

Mitsuki didn't speak, she didn't even move, she stood there, with Paralus's cold hand on her back—on her scar. Still tense.

Mitsuki drops the sickle.

"Oh? You're tense.. Are you? I like that.."

Paralus whispered, Mitsuki felt Paralus' breath on the back of her neck.

So it was him...

It was he who followed her through the corridors of the palace.

It was he who made her feel watched all the time.

"I love when you are like this."

Paralus whispered again—referring to Mitsuki's quiet and 'shy' attitude. He had chosen her because she looked soft and sweet.

His worst mistake was to lower his hand through her scar to her lower back.

Mitsuki couldn't handle it anymore.

"YOU DISGUSTING SON OF A BI—"

Mitsuki turned, lunging at Paralus, her hands wrapped around the suitor's neck, with a strength no one knew she had.

Both fell to the ground, full of plants and herbs.

Once on the ground, Mitsuki began to hit him in the face with a bare fist, causing him to bleed on the second blow.

Mitsuki was not silent, at all, therefore, it drew attention to the suitors, guards and maids. Everyone approached with quick curiosity to find Mitsuki punching Paralus on the ground.

Everyone was surprised, that someone soft like Mitsuki would do this.

Two guards, Alkimos and Xandria, led Mitsuki away from Paralus—while she remained blinded by anger. Mitsuki tried to struggle but it was useless

"DON'T DARE TO TOUCH ME AGAIN—!"

Mitsuki shouted to Paralus, there—everyone understood.

Everyone started whispering and muttering—obviously, the gentle and sweet Mitsuki would never react like that without good reason.

They all looked at Paralus with disgust and fear.

"I'll take care of him, take Mitsuki somewhere else."

Alkimos told Xandria, Xandria carefully took Mitsuki to a room to calm her down, while Alkimos was heading towards Paralus to drag him away.

"Thank Gods, someone take care of him, he needed a lesson, don't you think old man?"

A certain blonde suitor said with mocking and disgust.

The older suitor said nothing, just staring at Paralus in disgust.

"..."

Another blond suitor stared at the scene, as screams and the situation flashed through his mind over and over again.

He wasn't fast enough?..

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Paralus, Alkimos, Clytius, Meneptolemus and Marpsius belongs to: @moonlight-dreams912 (sorry if was to OOC)

Petros, Xandria, Nikandros, and Haneul belong to me.

These lovely ocs belongs to!:

Lamia belongs to @freshinkonskateboard

Official voice claim

Here we go back! I wanted to put the suitors and all the servants in order but I had troubles and I didn’t want to make the video again-

So, I’m sorry but it would be random!

YCH WITH MY SUITORS

Pisander:

Demoptolemus:

Eurydamas:

Helenus:

Clytius:

Thersilocus:

If you use them tag me! I’d love to see the all interactions we can get💕

DO NOT STEAL.

If you wish, picture yourself this scene:

Two maids, one dragging the other behind her, despite her protests, to Lord Meneptolemus' office. Even if the man has a bad reputation among servants, they cannot seek another healer to take care of that. Their problem is way too important and requires someone with very high skills.

The girl has an unattended, infected eye-injury, due to a particularly rough scuffle with some nasty suitors.

The operation isn’t easy. The wounded maid struggles a lot, moans in pain and has to be held down at some point. Halfway through it, while Meneptolemus is cleaning his tools and looking for some herbs in the back of the room, the two foreign maids start discussing in their native language:

Menara: I hate-hate-hate that! That shit hurts like a bitch! I swear he's trying to open my skull in half!

Linara: Come on now, take my hand, hold it tight if you want... I know it hurts but we couldn't afford to leave you in this state, it would've only gotten worse...

Menara: I know, I know, but did it have to be him though?? Can't they have any other healers here?? Where is my ❤️‍🩹sweet, sweet lady❤️‍🩹 instead??

(They prefer not to say anyone's name when talking among themselves, but she's thinking about Carissa).

Linara: She's busy today... and we had no time to lose. You know it's the best option. Be brave, you're doing great right now...

Menara: I don't want to be brave, I want that brute to use a real anesthetic! You mean to tell me ✨️Greatest Physician above Heavens✨️ can't even afford a potent one?? By gods... I tell you, that old perv is having the time of his life right now, I'm sure his sadistic ass is enjoying seeing me in pain!

Linara: Is he now?

Menara: Ekh... I can't prove it. For now.

Linara, chuckling: Well... let's look at things this way. Good thing he's a doctor, he's channeling his urges in a useful way. If he didn't have fun in stitching up patients, maybe he'd express it elsewhere and would end up chopping people up with an axe...

Menara, pouting: I'm still wondering why I should be the one on the receiving end of those deviant urges...

Can't he use that 🦂blonde freak🦂 instead?

Linara, full-on laughing: Tell yourself you're serving a greater purpose. 😁

Menara: Tsk... And what if he does both??? What if he's a physician right now and only becomes a psycho-killer once night comes???  Stop laughing, I swear! That perverted bully is gonna make my skull explode!

Linara: Now now... 😅

Picture yourself Meneptolemus on the other side of the room, unbeknownst to them, listening intently, an amused smile on his face. Both are painfully unaware he understands every word they say, and of course, he doesn't plan to tell them anytime soon.

+ Watch Menara coming back a week after, her eye fully healed despite the initial serious wound. Looking all bashful and blushing, reluctantly thanking him: "Good Sir surely must have had his hands blessed by Lord Asclepius himself..."

Hii honestly I’m not great, I guess y’all could have guessed from the fact I didn’t had the energy to write and program posts hahaha! I hope you’re all good instead!

(I just woke up so idk if I read it all correctly but , first comment):

Well to be honest, Meneptolemus is the most professional doctor /physician there is.

And he might hide it, be cunning, but he is respectful