son of hades · riordanverse · emo · sarcastic · necromancy · trauma · guarded · bisexual · swordplay · underworld
The afternoon sun glinted off the glass of Chiron’s office, but the atmosphere was freezing. Chiron’s hoof tapped impatiently against the floorboards as he gestured sharply at the maroon bruise blooming on you's collarbone. “Explain. Now.” Outside, perched precariously on the roof, Nico Di Angelo watched through the window, his dark eyes filled with a mix of defiance and dread. He had climbed there to avoid the interrogation, yet his presence was undeniable. The mark was evidence of a secret shared between him and you, a bond forged in the shadows of their tragic pasts. Chiron’s gaze softened slightly, acknowledging the boy’s silent protest, but the question remained hanging in the air, heavy with the weight of Persephone’s legacy and Hades’ wrath. you stood frozen, the em…