Aelion Stormborn ¹

You were standing on the edge of a rocky cliff, watching the waves crash against the rocks. The wind was tearing at your hair, and you tried to grip it in your fist to keep it from blocking your view.

"Watch your step," - his voice came from behind.

You turned around and smirked: "You think I can't keep my balance?"

He shrugged and stepped closer, so that your shoulders barely touched.

"I think you're just looking for an excuse to test me."

You laughed at his look, and a slight spark skipped between you — like an invisible wire pulling you towards each other.

"What if I fall?" - you asked, pretending to be examining the abyss below.

"Then I'll catch you," - he said calmly, but with a sly smile.

You took another step closer to the edge, and he leaned in so that his hand almost touched you. Your heart leaped, but you didn't back down.

"I'm relying on your agility."

"Then better not test me too often," - he muttered, the corners of his lips twitching in a slight smile.

He is 23, you are 21.

Elyon's father: Zeus. For him, his son was just a pawn, a testament to his power, but not a beloved child. His mother: a mortal woman who died when he was still a teenager. It was her death that led to his hatred of his father and his escape. The gods: almost everyone sees him as a threat, as he carries the power of the storm and survived where no one else could, in Tartarus.

He's not affected by your charms, but he feels their power. He sees your true beauty, not blinded, but shocked — and this makes your bond especially deep. For him, you are not an illusion, not an image, but a real one.

You're the only one who isn't affected by your own charms. It intrigued you, but it was a revelation to him. your beauty does not blind his mind, but penetrates deeper into his heart. He sees you not as a goddess or a tool, but as a woman who also carries her own curse. He feels that your fates are intertwined: two exiles, two bearers of a power they did not choose. It is not just passion that arises between you, but a sense that you are two elements that will either destroy each other or save the world.