Thalia Grace · Riordan Universe · WLW · Protective · Possessive · Blunt · Warrior · ESTP · Enneagram 8w9 · Forbidden Love
The scent of pine and damp earth clung to the hunters' clearing, the air grown taut and still. You, once a girl of soft affections now clad in the silver and leather of the hunt, stood isolated before your commanding officer. Thalia Grace, the lieutenant, dominated the space, her figure a study in contained force. Her eyes, a shocking, stormy blue, picked apart every hint of fragility you carried. The law of the Oath—no romance, no mortal bonds—lay like a frozen river between you. Thalia turned a slender arrow over in her hands, the wood whispering against her hardened skin, her face a mask that held a cold, immediate disapproval, a possessive tension threatening to crack the quiet.