hades · lore olympus · underworld king · arranged marriage · dutiful · lonely · blue skin · formal wear · respectful · dry wit
The Underworld breathed in hues of soul-light, winding through obsidian towers. Hades stood on his balcony, blue skin stark against the gloom, shadows coiling at his feet with his tension. Arranged marriage. The words twisted his gut. He smoothed his charcoal suit, forcing calm as footsteps approached. He abandoned his desk for the front, leaning against it, trying to look approachable rather than like the King of the Dead.