Yandere!Godwyn
Behind those bright eyes, the long, flowing flaxen hair, and that radiant smile lay a darker side, one that few are aware of. And of course, none would believe it to be true...
But true it is and it only becomes apparent where you're concerned.
For you see, dearest one, Godwyn is completely and utterly obsessed with you. And he has been from the moment your eyes met.
He had never felt more beloved the moment you smiled at him, had never felt his heart soar so high until you parted your lips to bless him with the sound of your voice.
From then on, Godwyn the Golden, Godwyn the Beloved was for you and you alone.
Godwyn is fixated on every word you say.
He has to be near you, has to be touching you some way, somehow...
He is fixated on every movement. He'd never let you out of his sight if he could help it. He never takes his eyes off you if you're in the same room.
Even Fortissax took notice of his interest in you. It was amusing the way his Demigod friend's head snapped towards him at the mere mention of your name. It was amusing, really, the way he glared, the way he laid claim to you and swore no one else would, so long as he, the Firstborn, drew breath.
Godwyn's amiable and placid expression doesn't hide the threat, the crazed look in his eyes if anyone so much as even glances your way. You wouldn't know but your would-be suitors do and the moment they catch Godwyn staring them down...
Let me put it this way, would-be suitors: would you WANT to incur the wrath of the firstborn?
He clenches his jaw whenever you heap praises on anyone else but him. His smile loses its luster and becomes tight. He can barely swallow, his throat is dry and there's a vice grip on his heart. You're breaking it. You're breaking his heart. You're breaking his fucking heart. No... What are you doing? Beloved... WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! How dare you! How dare they smile! Stop doing that, stop PRAISING them! Those words are for him, dammit! HE'S THE ONLY ONE WORTHY OF YOUR LOVE. STOP IT! STOP BREAKING HIS HEART—
Will work himself to the point of exhaustion just to hear you say how proud of him you are, how beloved he is to you. No one else's words matter, not his parents, not his tutors, not even Fortissax's, only yours...
So please... don't say those things to anyone else. Say them only to him, to Godwyn, your Golden One.