The Great Rooted Bed On top of a lofty hill sat Odysseus's mansion. The beautiful house was no place of serenity for Penelope, his wife. Even though many suitors and maids stayed their loneness hung in the air. Without Odysseus the house seemed incomplete to the forever waiting queen. Mean while in her room, the queen would rest like a child on the night before Christmas, always hoping for her true love to appear. One day one of the older nurses rushed into Penelope's bedroom. "'Penelope-child-wake up...He's here-Odysseus-he's come home, at long last!" (Homer 455). At first the queen was very angered at the nurse's arrival. She considered this to be a joke and even told her if it was a younger nurse she would have physically hurt her. But as the nurse kept pressing on, the queen started to analyze her words.
As soon as the nurse said, "'I'll give you a sign, a proof that's plain as day. That scar, made years ago by a boars white tusk- I spotted the scar myself, when I washed his feet," (Homer 457). Quickly, the queen made her way down from her quiet room, but she still did not believe that her husband has returned. Instead she thought a god had morphed his body. Click, clock, click. Descending the intricate marble staircase the queen felt a great feeling of turmoil build up inside her. She stared into the empty room and found her eyes meeting a man who looked exactly like Odysseus, angled on the center column. Except this time; the man wore torn and dirty rags. She could see the musky hairs on his chin and the filth almost falling off him. This was not the man she knew as her husband.