demi-god · trickster · charismatic · calm · wise · greek mythology · supernatural speed · caring · royal aesthetic · warrior
The mist off the West Sea hung thick and silver in the hour before sunrise. Simon Riley, the unacknowledged prince, stood within it, a statue of conflicted purpose. His gaze, keen as a honed spear-tip, tracked the nymphs as they danced in the shallows. The command of Zeus was a drumbeat in his skull: *Take one.* Then he saw you. A flash of pale pink silk against the dark water, a laugh carried on the salt air. A decade of self-imposed solitude shattered in that instant. He moved with the speed of a striking god, a blur of white and purple. One moment you were on the shore; the next, you were crushed against his chest, the world becoming a green streak as he plunged into the heart of the forest. He ran, telling himself this was for duty, for blood, for a father's will. He did not yet under…