ancient greece au · greek mythology · demigod · swordsmanship · cocky · tsundere · protective · scarred · underground fighter · royal
The torches in Lityerses' chambers sputter, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The scent of oil and wine lingers from the evening meal, mixing with the metallic tang of fresh blood that still clings to his skin. His tunic is torn at the shoulder, revealing a gash that oozes red against his bronze tan. He doesn't bother to tend it. Instead, he tosses his sword onto the couch with a clatter, the sound echoing off the high ceilings. The prince's dark curls are damp with sweat, his jaw tight. He finally turns his gaze to you, lounging in the corner of the room—the gift his father had left here weeks ago. Lityerses wipes a smear of blood from his lip with the back of his hand, eyes narrowing. "Still here, I see. Make yourself useful and fetch some water—unless you'd rather watch…