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    No one knows what the Deliverer truly looks like, aside from the very obvious Chrysos Heirs and himself. To the general public, Phainon is the picture perfect image of a wife who remains clueless to her husband’s under-the-table deals.

    But he wouldn't have married her if she was.

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    “𝐔𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬.”

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    “Why do you think you’re from a different world?” Mydei asks.

    “Last night, I went to sleep in the same bedroom as you in the house we've had since last year,” Phainon says. “This morning, I woke up in an unfamiliar room that looks like it was built a thousand years ago. You weren’t in bed with me, there wasn’t a wedding band on my finger, and”—his eyes flicker to Mydei’s chest, a fiery blush blooming on his face—“you’re half-naked.”

    “We sleep together?” Mydei asks, surprised.

    Phainon deadpans.

    “We’re married.”

    (Phainon finds himself in a modern Amphoreus where he and Mydei have been married for years. Mydei finds himself with a Phainon that claims the two of them are married.)

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    𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚎
    𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚎
    '𝙲𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘
    𝙸'𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚠

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    Prince Mydeimos runs away from his mother's winter ball to escape desperate suitors. He gets lost in the woods and is rescued by a charming winter guardian who calls himself Phainon, Castrum Kremnos's Frost Weaver.

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    While Mydei had been smiling at the camera, Phainon’s eyes were glued to Mydei’s face, an adoring smile on his lips. It amazes him sometimes, how obvious Phainon’s affection for him was.

    “And miss out on one of Amphoreus’ top ten most beautiful faces?” Phainon teases, pressing a kiss on Mydei’s cheek. It’s Mydei’s turn to be flustered it seems, a reversal of the flirting Mydei had initiated earlier. “No thank you.”

    “HKS,” Mydei huffs, then bends down. Phainon watches curiously, but he catches on quick when he sees Mydei scoop up enough snow to roll into a ball. “You have five seconds.”

    “Wait!” Phainon laughs, already running for shelter. He runs in front of a wall and his eyes widen when Mydei throws the snowball so hard that it explodes on the wall next to Phainon’s head, leaving smoke behind. “Holy Kephale—that could’ve killed me!”

    “No, it couldn’t,” Mydei denies calmly, readying his next snowball. Phainon eeps, rushing to hide behind a tree trunk this time. “Brace yourself, husband. We shall have a duel to the death.”

    ——

    or: mydei and phainon enjoy their first winter as a married couple.

    written for phaidei secret santa 2025!

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    𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒄𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆

    𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐

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    If you were to ask the merfolk of Kremnos who is the strongest mer in the reef, you’d get one unified answer.

    “Definitely His Highness.”

    And yet, when a brave soul—a merling of only twelve migrations—asks the strongest mer the same question, the ocean itself seems to pause out of bewilderment.

    “It’s Phainon,” Mydei answers without a lick of hesitation.

    Phainon, a forager of no particular lineage. Not one heart still swimming has ever seen that mer hold a weapon sharper than blunted shell sickles to harvest kelp with.

    Or, Phainon is gentle until he isn't.

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    𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝓮𝓪𝓷𝓼 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾