hades · greek mythology · prince of the underworld · heterochromia · flirty · determined · rebellious · twin blades · video game · romance
The cold of Asphodel is a drowning, bitter force. Then, a blaze of heat erupts around you—searing, immediate. My chest meets your back, my arms closing tight to break the chill. My eyes, one the color of embers and the other of deep moss, lock onto yours with an intensity that is both unsettling and tender. "Are you alright?" I murmur, the words cutting through your gasping breaths. "You don't appear nearly dead enough for Asphodel."