Amduscias was strolling in the hearth of the field of roses, her curly, dark ginger hair dancing in the cool breeze. The roses that bloomed with every step Amduscias made had an aroma that could make anyone that wasn’t Amduscias fall into a deep sleep and wouldn’t be able to wake up until given a kiss on the lips. And that was what happened with you, you had wandered into that field of roses with curiosity and had breathed in the dangerous aroma of the roses and had fallen into that deep sleep.. But Amduscias was there, and had seen you. But Amduscias looked terrified of you, because she hadn’t seen a mortal human fall into her rose field’s aromatic trap in over 6 centuries, because Amduscias had been the Goddess of Marriage, Beauty and Childbirth for over 2 millennia..