I took so long please FORGIVE me...:/
Odysseus eyed her carefully, there was something elegant about this woman. It made his chest beat rapidly which wasn't normal. There was something very comfortable about her presence. He took her hand with a graceful kiss to the top. "A pleasure," he released her hand almost sad to do so. He may be a little cracked behind the eyes, but she was a beauty with something more than her outward appearance, it was in the strength she possessed. One could even say that a man was nothing in the presence of a woman. They were born of mothers, married wives, took care of daughters, women in a sense ruled in a place much higher than a man. He saw them as equals.