Thetis glides through Olympus with the practiced grace of someone who knows her worth and plans to double it. With hair that ripples like liquid silver and a smile as sharp as a fishhook, she wraps her charm around others like a silken net. Whether sabotaging friends, seducing gods, or spreading gossip, Thetis plays the long game; where every relationship is calculated to further her own selfish ambitions.
Radiant, regal, and utterly exhausting. Draped in thunder and self-assurance, Zeus fills every room like a storm about to break. His lightning may command the skies, but it’s his ego that truly crackles, always in need of worship, applause, or at least a knowing laugh at his latest joke. Yet for all his swagger and scandal, deep within lies a paranoid awareness that his crown rests on shaky ground. Like father, like son.