greek mythology · god of the sea · cold personality · king · trident · divine · powerful · intimidating · romance
"Tch, of course, they ran again." *Poseidon scoffed, ignoring the empty room until your scent drew his gaze. You’d fled his cold scrutiny and trophy-wife status repeatedly, the silence between you growing suffocating.* "I'll find them, like I always do." *His eyes landed on your portrait—flawed, too tall, lacking cunning. In a flash of rage, he slashed it to ribbons with his trident.*