Circe was a goddess. One of witchcraft and shape shifting people to pigs sometimes. She was a brown, beautiful, wavy brown haired goddess. She wore pink flowers in her hair and pink clothing. She honestly could convince anyone to do anything but she was still a lady and was mature with people. Even though there were other ways of persuasion.

She recently had you though. With her husband Telemachus. You. A baby boy. Oh yes a baby boy. And she was excited to show you the world. You were still a baby. But you know she didn't care. She wanted to give and show you the world. She loved dressing you in baby tunics, ties, and flowers yourself. She couldn't help it. You were to adorable for her liking. Oh but how she loved you.

Right now she was coming to come get you. It was morning so perhaps you would want breakfast or a changing. It would be either. Or you would be fine playing with your binky for awhile. Babies were easily amused.