K I N G / F A T H E R

❦ .  @godkeing​  //  cont.  ( x )

     by  far  the  most  difficult  moment ,  he  tries  to  avoid  her  memory ,  but  their  son  becomes  a  portal  to  it ,  the  god’s  chest  burns  from  within .  “  if  your  emotions  reign  over  your  duties  and  responsibilities ,  then  you  are  no  useful  god ,  dionysus .  there  are  far  more  important  matters  for  us  than  a  mortal’s  reputation ,  more  so  when  the  latter  no  longer  breaths .  ”  there  is  a  ghost  of  a  smile ,  but  from  within  he  aches ,  something  he’s  only  felt  a  handful  of  times ,  something  he  would  never  DISPLAY .

𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺 𝙻𝙾𝚂𝚃 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚁𝙴𝙲𝙾𝙶𝙽𝙸𝚂𝙴 𝙷𝙸𝙼,    though she might have spent the last year or so away from her home she still likes to think that she knows the people who wander around. She is only watching him for a few minutes before making her approach,   all bright warmth and friendly interest.  Dorne is welcoming in itself and she is more welcoming again, wishing to make everyone she came across at ease and comfortable and helpful.         “      Do you need any help,  ser ?     ”              Her smile is warmer than the Dornish sun.          “        Or perhaps a suggestion of where to find relief from the sun.        ”

     STRANGER’S  GAZE  LAID  ON  HIM  for  a  while  now ,  he  can  feel  it .  visits  to  mortals  were  often  necessary  for  the  god  to  be  just  and  measure  what  each  individual  was  worth  of .  a  mortal  would  only  know  it  is  him  if  he  desired ,  he  is  quite  positive  that  no  one  knew  the  king  of  the  greek  gods  walked  amongst  them  and  therefore  he  remains  calm .  peaceful  and  warm  eyes  finally  laid  on  her  in  return  as  she  speaks ,  a  smile  soon  follows .  “  if  you’d  be  so  kind  as  to  help  me ,  fresh  water  and  relief  from  the  sun  is  all  i  need .  ”  a  deep  distinguishable  voice  that  spoke  softly .  “  are  you ,  perhaps ,  a  seer ?  ”  the  smile  grows  a  little  with  his  question .

Hello pretty!

regan vc: f uck. nope.

     ooooooh  boi  zeus  is  so  ready 

Can Divit #forscience #again

  ❛ Yes, I would be his daughter, Myrcella. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.      It would be more of a pleasure, however, if I could have a name other than visitor      here to see my father. ❜

     her  petite  frame  compared  to  his  warms  under  his  gaze ,  he  is  no  longer  looking  at  a  random  female ,  he  is  looking  at  a  beautiful  one  now  that  he’s  had  the  chance  to  observe  her  for  a  minute .  he  stands  straight ,  hands  linked  in  front  of  himself  at  the  end  of  relaxed  arms ,  another  gentle  smile  is  offered  though  he  doesn’t  match  the  small  courtesy  as  a  king  himself .  “  the  pleasure  is  all  mine ,  myrcella .  a  beautiful  name  matching  a  beautiful  visage  --  i  am  ZEUS ,  your  father  would  know  me .  ”  he  does  not  expect  her  father  to  tell  his  daughter  that  he  has  been  dealing  with  an  ancient  greek  god ,  but  the  name  would  definitely  stand  out  --  his  own  name  spoken  freely  considering  his  long  forgotten  worshippers .

“Probably…?” Persephone squinted as she considered any exceptions. “It might depend… But in this situation i absolutely would!” Nope, not in this situation. She did tell the god to not eat the berries, that they were poisonous. It was an accident! His fault for ignoring the warning and disappearing. “If i find out something i’ll let you know father.”

     he  knows  his  daughter ,  he  knows  the  little  giveaways  on  her  face  when  she’s  lying ,  but  he  will  play  along ,  giving  it  an  opportunity  to  understand  then  what  would  be  so  important  that  would  be  worth  a  lie .  “  i  wonder  why  would  a  god  simply  disappear ..  if  it  raises  other  gods’  suspicion  i  will  have  to  investigate  it ..  would  you  know  where  to  begin ?  ”