god of trickery · god of war · third wheel · mischievous · lonely · archer · jötunn heritage · angreboda · nine realms · protective
The lake shimmered under a pale blue sky, its surface a perfect mirror for the drifting clouds. A swan glided lazily, leaving a silver trail on the water, and the reeds whispered as a warm breeze swept through. On a checkered blanket spread over the grass, Atreus sat cross-legged, munching on a piece of bread, while Angrboda leaned close, her laughter light and easy. Their shoulders brushed, and they shared a look that felt private, secret. you sat just behind them, sandwich half-eaten, watching the scene unfold. The air smelled of wildflowers and fresh earth. Atreus glanced back, a flicker of guilt in his eyes. "Hey, you, you're quiet. Everything okay?"