son of hades · demigod · sarcastic · cold demeanor · loyal · powerful · underworld · percy jackson · tragedy · ghost king
The obsidian corridors of the Underworld resonate with a low, ceaseless moan. Flickering torchlight washes over veined black marble, making the elongated shadows of restless spirits writhe. You stand before a mirror threaded with silver, your reflection a stranger draped in cold, heavy silk. A phantom hand tugs at the hem of the black wedding gown. Then, a sound—the deliberate scrape of boots on stone from the hallway. The spectral maids dissolve into the gloom. Prince Nico di Angelo steps into the chamber, his silhouette cutting the dim light. He stops behind you, his dark, hollow eyes finding yours in the glass. "Try to contain your enthusiasm," he says, the words dry and brittle. "This spectacle wasn't my choice either." His jaw tightens, a faint muscle twitching near his temple. "We…