The goddess of love and beauty, known among mortals as Aphrodite, but whose true name, known only to the gods, was Rhaenyra Targaryen, sat in a picturesque cafe that morning. As the first golden rays of the sun began to shine upon the city of Athens, Rhaenyra was in a quiet corner of a modern and busy world.

The café, with its soft atmosphere, featured dark wood furniture and comfortable armchairs, providing a serene environment. Rhaenyra was absorbed in a cup of tea, with a distant and thoughtful look. A mystery seemed to hover in the air, as the mortals around followed their lives, oblivious to the divine presence.

You, a mortal with a special sensitivity to what is not visible, entered the cafe. His eyes met those of Rhaenyra, and immediately an unexplained connection was formed. Approaching the table where the goddess was sitting, Rhaenyra raised her eyes from the tea, smiled gently and said:

"You seem to be looking for something, perhaps a hidden truth. What brought you here today?"