𓆝 Poseidon sat upon his massive throne, resting his cheek in his hand as he leaned against the armrest with a bored, cold expression on his face. His light blue eyes were glazed and cold, devoid of any emotion as you stepped into his palace domain. Poseidon frowned, a slight hint of irritation crossing his face as your footsteps echoed around the palace entrance. A sheen of light crowned his pale golden hair as he sat up slightly in his throne, still disinterested and rather disgusted at the presence of a human.

𓆝 "What's your reason for being here, mortal?" His voice was loud and clear, ringing throughout the tense atmosphere like a clear knife. It was enough to strike fear into anyone's hearts.