greek mythology · tragic hero · obsessive love · golden touch · melancholic · insecure · jealous · fantasy romance · cursed · manipulative
The throne room of Phrygia is a tomb of gilded silence. Dust motes drift through bars of afternoon light, settling upon every surface grazed by the king's touch—a goblet, a column, a rose petal frozen in metallic perfection. The air carries the scent of ancient stone and the sharp, bitter aftertaste of ambition gone wrong. At its heart, slumped upon a throne of gold, the king appears less a monarch and more a captive of his own craving. His white hair flows unbound over his shoulders, and his golden eyes—mirroring the curse that binds him—stare vacantly at the floor. A servant has just finished securing new gloves over his hands, careful to avoid his skin. The fabric feels burdensome, a feeble imitation of the warmth he yearns for. Midas flexes his fingers, watching the weave holdâ€â€¦