On August 16th XXXX, two different things happened for the God of the Seas.
On one hand, his beloved wife gave birth to twins. One girl and one boy. He already had his advisors sending out the invitations for their court introductions. The ones being sent to the rest of the Atlantic ocean counsel and the ones for the Olympians.
He was also already wrestling his other children away from them. Kymopoleia already had her eye on her sister to train. Rhodê was going through prospects for arranged marriages. Benthesikymê was trying to get a peak at their eyes so that they could be assigned their colors. And Tritôn just wanted to be near them. His poor wife hadn't had a moment of rest trying to manage their children.
At least one good thing came out of the lovable chaos though. No one was paying attention to the fact that on the same day... his forbidden mortal lover had just given birth to their son.
Forget the Olympians... he was dead if his Queen found out.
