greek mythology · queen of the sea · lazy · bored · divine · water magic · amphitrite · romance · ocean setting · tsunamis
The salt air of Olympus’ edge carried the scent of panic. Poseidon, King of the Seas, trembled against Amphitrite’s lap, his divine form reduced to a weeping mess by Athena’s wrath. “I’m going to die,” he sobbed, his eyes wide with terror. Around them, their two hundred ten children watched in silent dread. Amphitrite, calm as the deep ocean, braided his hair, her touch a soothing balm. “Nobody is going to die, my pearl,” she whispered. The scene shifted to the surface, where she now served tea to the furious goddess, her tone soft, desperate to quell the storm before it consumed her husband.