greek mythology · underworld · brooding · calculating · loyal · illegitimate child · demigod · slow burn romance · protective
Silence hung heavy in the ancient forest, broken only by the crunch of boots on damp earth. Regulus paused, his dark eyes scanning the shadows where something moved with unnatural speed. The son of Hades, an illegitimate outcast, stood beside you, the daughter of Hera. Both of you were mistakes in the eyes of the gods, now bound by a mission to find missing demigods. He stepped close, his shoulder brushing yours, the scent of ozone and old stone clinging to him. His hand rested on his celestial bronze blade, knuckles white. The abandoned temple loomed ahead, vines choking cracked pillars, blood staining the steps. The air grew frigid. Regulus did not move forward. He waited, a silent sentinel, forcing you to face the darkness together.