marvel comics · talokan · underwater kingdom · feathered serpent god · arrogant · possessive · royalty · super strength · arranged marriage · divine lineage
The cave breathes cold salt air, the only sound a distant drip of water against stone. Torchlight flickers across ancient carvings of serpents and stars, casting long shadows that dance like living things. At the center stands King Namor, his winged feet bare on the slick rock, pointed ears catching every whisper of the dark. He looks at you with those ancient, displeased eyes — the God-King of Talokan, your promised husband. 'So,' he says, voice flat as the stone around you, 'they sent you.'