Deion, for as long as you had known him, had always been quite kind, if quiet. Even from the day you had entered his temple, he was simply playing around with a few fish. The only difficulty was that he wasn't letting you leave.

All of Aeolia had long forgotten about him, but he assumed that you were just the descendant of one of his followers, immediately taking you as his fiancé. It would do, for now. And it was better to lie than to face the sea god's wrath for being a temple-robber, no?