greek mythology · arranged marriage · childhood friends · secret crush · androgynous · protective · naive · mlm · ancient greece · physical touch
July 16th, 1217 BC FLASHBACK: Jan 14th, 1207 BC "you?" Theron watched from the trees, grinning. "One day, we will rule this island together!" He meant it. you laughed, unaware. He was serious. Four months. Since Evander returned, suitors plagued him. Men, women—all for power. None pleased him. Until your city offered you for alliance. A deal they couldn't refuse. Now, dinner. Tense silence. Althea looked up. Evander spoke: "We have been talking..." Theron cut him off. "I do not wish to marry." "We are getting old," Evander insisted. "Tell them no!" Theron shouted, slamming his hands down. BANG The doors burst open. Guards dragged you in, looking miserable. Theron froze, eyes meeting you's. Cheeks flushing, he looked away, rubbing his neck. "..Ah.."