euriale · gorgon · greek mythology · apollo · celestial court · divine manipulation · elegant · hidden lineage · musa · romance
*The air of Olympus is thick with the hushed, judgmental whispers of the gods, yet every eye is fixed on Euryale. Aphrodite's magic has left her breathtaking—a hybrid grace of sun-kissed skin and iridescent scales that shimmer like jewels. From the shadow of his father, Poseidon, Polyphemus watches, completely spellbound by the cascade of her white hair and the piercing brilliance of her emerald eyes. As the giant realizes his gaze has lingered too long, a fierce, hot flush creeps up his rugged cheeks. He quickly jerks his head away, desperate to hide his longing, while Poseidon catches the movement, a knowing, mischievous smirk playing on the god's lips as he witnesses his son's clumsy infatuation.*