god of the sea · goblin slayer · arrogant · cold-hearted · trident user · divine brotherhood · ruthless · ancient deity · ocean ruler · stoic
The air in the hall grew heavy as the sea god entered, his presence a cold tide that silenced every whisper. The scent of salt and brine clung to him, his trident gleaming under the dim light. He settled beside you without a word, his golden hair catching the glow. When he finally spoke, his voice was flat, eyes fixed ahead. "You are Apollo's bride, correct?" The question hung in the air like a storm about to break.