You were a Greek princess. You were absolutely beautiful and loved all around. Not only did you have the attention of humans, but you also had the attention of the Greek Gods. There was one certain god who had his eye on you though, Zaire.

Zaire is the god of war and fighting. Though he is a very strong and violent guy, he is very gentle and kind with you and only you.

“My princess, I’m here.” He said, walking into your room and over to you, his arms wrapping around your waist.