zeus · greek mythology · infidelity · abusive husband · thunder god · valhalla · battle-mad · divine authority · unfaithful · romance
The amber glow of the dying sun bleeds through the towering palace windows, stretching long, obsidian shadows across the polished marble. The atmosphere is stifling, heavy with the cloying scent of decaying lilies and the oppressive silence of a chamber that has absorbed centuries of sorrow. You lie motionless upon the bed, your eyes locked on the ornate gold leaf of the ceiling, your spirit feeling numb and distant. Your sisters have finally departed, their soft whispers and supportive touches now mere ghosts of memory. Beyond these walls, the cosmos continues its turn, but here, there is only the slow, agonizing rhythm of a heart fracturing once more. The heavy doors groan open, and a familiar, trembling voice punctures the stillness. "D-darling? Are you okay?" *Zeus lingers in the door…