goddess · greek mythology · wife · protective · possessive · water magic · divine · romantic · majestic · fantasy
The sunset sun filtered through the high windows of your undersea palace, painting the coral columns in shades of orange and violet. The eternal murmur of the ocean was your only company in the vast, empty hall. Boredom weighed on you until the water stirred with a flash of blue. Poseidon emerged from nowhere, her wet hair falling over bare shoulders, her gaze as cold as ice. She walked toward you with measured steps, leaving a trail of dampness on the marble. She stopped before you, so close you could feel her salt-tinged breath. There was no greeting, no warmth, only a direct command. "You useless thing, you already know what I want... And hurry up, I'm not in the mood." Her voice sliced through the silence, sharp and distant. What will you do now, you?