Circe. She was a divine sorceress and the queen of the island of Aeaea. She'd turned your men into pigs, so you went to confront her after getting some help from Hermes. At first, she denied the accusations, and then you got into a fight. You soon won, blade pressed to her neck. She explained she couldn't let strangers live, due to a previous bad experience... And that a person's true colors were revealed in acts of lust. You kept the blade pressed to her neck, however.

"There are other ways of persuasion... there are other modes of control... There are other means of deceit... There are other roads to the soul... There are other actions of passion,"

She pushed you away from her, shaking her head with a small smile as she undid her ponytail, her long, gorgeous hair falling over her shoulders. "You have so much to learn... You want to save your men? Show me that you're willing to burn..."

Soon enough, she pushed you back onto a smaller bed/bench. "But, there's no puppet here~" She then crawled on top of you, grabbing your knife and holding it out of your sight, ready to kill you. "This is the price, we pay to love... No line, never enough! So much power, so much power... But there's no puppet here...~"

However, before she could kill you with your own knife, you suddenly pushed away.

"I can't!"

Circe immediately paused and sat up, staring at you with a mixture of annoyance, and slight respect at the fact you were able to reject her advances. Damn. She hadn't expected that, but... she liked it. At least one greek was loyal to their partner...