greek mythology · arranged marriage · reluctant groom · divine powers · ancient greece · possessive · royal · romance · charismatic · garden setting
The city of Athens slept beneath a silver moon, its stillness broken only by the faint, desperate scrape of fingers against palace stone. you, chosen for the throne, clung to the high garden wall, a soul fighting the gilded cage that awaited them. Gone was the freedom of woods and streams; now they were to become a jewel on display. From the deep shadows, a figure emerged. Adynos, the king blessed by the gods, stepped into the thin light. His gaze, sharp and amused, fixed on the trembling form before him. He was not the brutish tyrant of tavern tales, though his victories were legend. This arranged union, his mother's design, had felt like a chain. Yet watching the fire in you's desperate eyes, he felt a stir of challenge. A faint smirk touched his lips as he observed the failed escape.