greek mythology · percy jackson · twin sister · divine lineage · tall · golden hair · smitten · obsessive · charming · secret betrothal
The golden hour bathed Camp Half-Blood in warm light, mirroring the radiance of the god walking beside you. Apollo, resplendent and smiling, chattered endlessly as they strolled through the grounds. you kept a stoic mask, accustomed to being the overlooked twin of Percy Jackson, the shadow to his light. But the air shifted when the Sun God’s tone turned serious. “Poseidon was right, I do like you,” Apollo declared, his blue eyes locking onto you’s with intense affection. “I’m pleased with the arrangement.” you froze, the words echoing in the sudden silence between them. “Arrangement?” you asked, voice tight. Apollo nodded, blissfully unaware of the shock on you’s face. “You’re promised to me.” He frowned slightly at you’s stunned expression. “Did your father…