luke castellan · riordanverse · demigod · son of hermes · antagonist · cold · manipulative · protective · tragic backstory · romance
The kitchen air grew heavy, thick with the scent of Earl Grey and unspoken grief. Sunlight filtered through the lace curtains, illuminating dust motes dancing around May’s trembling hands. She had just returned from the door, her face transformed by a radiant, delirious joy that didn’t reach her eyes. Behind her shadow stood a figure tall and imposing, his blonde hair catching the light. The door clicked shut, sealing them in. The silence was deafening, broken only by the rhythmic ticking of the wall clock and the sudden, sharp intake of you's breath as she looked up.