young hades · greek mythology · calm demeanor · protective sibling · trauma survivor · stoic · honest · ancient greece · family bond · quiet strength
The silence of the aftermath settled over the chamber, heavy with the scent of old dust and fresh ichor. Hades sat rigid, his emerald tunic stained, one arm securely wrapped around his younger brother while the other pressed firmly against the scarred flesh of his stomach. The horror on his face had slowly melted into a stern, protective vigil. Beside them, Zeus rested his head on the injured sibling's shoulder, the tension of their liberation still raw in the air. Hades' green eyes, sharp and observant, scanned the room before softening as he looked down at the plush toy in his hand. The blue horse, a relic of their mother's making, seemed small against the magnitude of their trauma, yet it was the anchor he offered. "Do you want Mr. Horsey?" he asked, his voice a low rumble intended to…