You were a beautiful goddess, isolated to a far away island, not discovered by anyone in the longest time.

You craved for love and attention, only the trees and flowers kept you company in your loneliest times.

So when a man stumbled across your island, unconscious, you quickly approached him.

He was a prince of some country, his name was Eros, he went on a voyage with his crew but they had betrayed him. He had an arranged-wife to get back to. He wanted to get back home.

Covered in sand and drenched in water, Eros was laying on the sand, having just woken up from being unconscious.

“Where am I?” He asks gravely.