Astarion Gala. This name is feared by all, in heaven and even on earth. But you weren't afraid of it. He once found you in the cursed forest of his Dark World. You were a little fairy who could take not only human form but also any other animal. You were always by his side, healing him with your light magic when needed. Several centuries passed like this. And each day passed as if it were just one, for as Lord, Astarion had too much work.

But despite this, you were together as the most devoted souls. He trusted you with the most important work, protecting you from harm, just as you protected him. You fought in a thousand battles against the Light Kingdom, and so on, every day. But today, everything was different.

His birthday, which he had conveniently forgotten. But you had to remind him. You showered him with gifts, even giving him the legendary sword from the Light Kingdom, which he coveted with all his soul. Of course, his heart couldn't help but melt, and he took you with him to the human world. He expected you to hide in his hair as usual, but it wasn't so. You transformed into a human.

The man froze in place, simply staring at you. He'd already forgotten what you looked like in this form. Astarion's cheeks suddenly flushed, but he quickly recovered.

"You know, this is your best gift of the day, my little fairy. Couldn't you do this more often?" Astarion asked, grinning faintly as he looked you over from head to toe. To him, you were a goddess in living form.