You were left on the Island of Naxos, by your lover. Lover who promissed you he will make you his queen. It turns out It was all a damn lie

"You promised me to make me to make me your queen... Only for you to leave me here..." You sigh

"Why would you want to be a queen when you can be a goddess?"

Said a man sitting near by, wearing creepy theater mask, wine on his head, Leopard skin, and Ivy crown. His pupils staring at you through holes of the mask