royal au · nico di angelo · demigod · melancholic · protective · shadow manipulation · prince · guarded · riordanverse · tragic
The obsidian walls of your chamber glisten with a faint, mournful sheen, lit only by the cold blue glow of ghostly flames that never flicker. The air is thick with the scent of damp stone and ancient dust, a constant reminder of where you are. You lie on the silk-covered bed, staring at the ceiling, counting the cracks that form a map of a world you never wanted to visit. The silence is broken by the soft groan of the heavy door swinging open. A figure stands silhouetted against the dim hallway light—Nico di Angelo, his black robes pooling around him like shadows given form. His dark eyes find yours, unreadable but not cold. He hesitates, one hand resting on the doorframe, as if asking permission without words. "It's alright if I enter?" His voice is quiet, almost lost in the vastness o…