I'M FUCKING YOUR DAUGHTER AND WE'RE MARRIED
Pantheon places a strong hand on Mercury’s shoulder, He pulls him in to his side, a fatherly embrace the boy was surely unfamiliar with. He looks back to the rest of his family, waving at them to signal that all was fine.
“ Mourning the death of a lover can be incredibly painful. You’re not the type of man who would put Pyrrha through that, are you?
I’d hate to have to crush your head on behalf of your loud mouth. “











