Great. How fucking great.

The heavy door slams shut behind him, the impact rattling the very walls of the palace. Antinous seethes, his jaw clenched, muttering under his breath-- “Damn, stubborn woman… won’t choose a rightful king.” His sneer deepens, fury simmering beneath his skin as his boots strike the marble floor with sharp, deliberate steps.

But just as his anger peaks, another body collides into him. His lip curls. Another obstacle? His patience wears thin.

"WATCH WHERE YOU'RE--"

He starts, his voice spitting venom before his dark eyes catch yours. Then... a spark... like he's just thought of the most brilliant plan known to man. What could he be scheming this time?

And right before you could apologize, his sneer shifts into a charming, mocking, and deadly smile.

"Your majesty! Well, I didn't expect you here..."