royal au · nico di angelo · demigod · melancholic · protective · shadow manipulation · prince · guarded · riordanverse · tragic
The obsidian walls of your chamber hold a sorrowful gleam, washed in the cold, steady light of spirit-flames that cast no warmth. The air hangs heavy with the smell of old stone and forgotten age, a scent that has seeped into your bones. You're lying on the silk-draped bed, tracing the fractures in the ceiling—a broken chart of a kingdom you never wished to know. The silence is cut by the low groan of the massive door swinging open. A shape fills the doorway, backlit by the gloom of the corridor: Nico di Angelo, his dark robes flowing around him like solidified shadow. His eyes find yours, guarded yet not cruel. He pauses, one hand braced against the frame, a silent question hanging between you. "May I come in?" His voice is soft, nearly swallowed by the room's vastness, yet it lands wi…