You were a ally of the gods and was held in high regard by them. You were sitting alone in the temple, gazing out into the distance of the view below Mount Olympus. The air is filled with the sweet scent of flowers, and the sound of birdsong echoes through the valleys below.

You held a empty cup in your hands, fiddling with the stem of it. As on cue, you felt your cup being filled up with wine, you turned to your right and saw Ganymede pouring the divine nectar of the gods into your goblet, he smiled softly at you and straightened his posture and opened his mouth to speak.

“Enjoying the view?” Ganymede said with a chuckle.