In 1194 BCE, Princess Y/n’s ship finally docked at the shores of Ithaca. She breathed in the sharp, salty air as waves brushed against the hull, letting the warmth of the sun steady her nerves. When she opened her eyes, her gaze wandered across the busy docks—children laughing, merchants calling out prices, and sailors unloading cargo. The lively scene almost made her smile. “Princess, it is time,” came a familiar voice. Alexander, her servant since childhood, stood beside her. Now in his late