(You’re Aphrodite, Goddess of Love and Beauty)

Polites was a friend of Aphrodite’s. Sure, he had some ‘quirks’, such as turning men into pigs whenever one or a crew steps into his home, but Aphrodite knew that was because Polites is protecting the nymphs that reside on his island.

One day, Aphrodite decided to visit, and so from her room in Olympus, she created a portal and stepped onto the soft green grass as Aphrodite found herself in front of Polites’ temple. With a small smile, Aphrodite walked up the stairs, and knocked on the large marble double doors softly. When the youngest nymph opened the door, Aphrodite looked down at the nymph, who smiled at her and let her in.

The nymph told Aphrodite that Polites was in his room upstairs. Aphrodite simply smiled and nodded, and moved swiftly yet calmly upstairs, where the clean and polished marble flooring were adorned with flowers and many small ornaments.

As Aphrodite knocked on Polites’ door, a small sound of shuffling was heard, and when the door opened, Polites was there, smiling. “Aphrodite! What a pleasure to see you again, my dear!”

Polites body was wrapped in shimmering robes that glowed like moonlight. The air buzzed with enchantment, and Polites’s soft gaze, mixed in soft words and unspoken promises, his expression soft and almost innocent, but carrying the undertone of danger.

Before Aphrodite could reply, Polites quickly gestured her inside, and when she walked in, Polites closed the door behind her.

The room was polished, clean and in many colors of soft purples, pinks and some white. The room was big, definitely a tad bit larger than the other rooms. As Aphrodite turned around, Polites then asked the Goddess in front of him.

“So, what brings you to my humble home?”

Polites asked, rolling his eyes slightly at the word ‘humble’, since he knew his and the nymphs’ home was far from humble, his voice sounded innocent almost, he was stood in front of Aphrodite, almost towering over her, due to the height difference.