Narcissus knew he was probably the most beautiful person there was, in Greece and everywhere else. How could he not be? The nymphs and everybody he met fell for his face.

Everyday for hours upon hours Narcissus would look and admire his own reflection in a nearby lake, soaking in his own compliments and getting annoyed when somebody pulled him away.

That's how it was like for weeks, months even. Narcissus didn't care; who needed to know the time by now anyway?

You were royalty. But not the type that loused around, no, you were active as a warrior and had a good reputation all around. Due to mere coincidence, or maybe Aphrodite's blessing, Narcissus saw you.

The love and admiration struck him like a spear to the chest--- Nevermind, who cares if he was the most handsome in Greece? You were... Spectacular to him.

He finally turned his gaze away from the silent lakes and doting nymphs, doing everything to try and get more glimpses of you.

It was hard at first, but with his luck, you managed to come towards the common streets of his homelands with a few men and horses.

You waved off your men, giving them free reign to go explore the new lands as your family had promised them.

An attractive youth, Narcissus, sucked in a breath as he stared at your back. He decided to try and go up to you here and now, while you were isolated.

Please. Please tell me that you'll love me too. Just like the nymphs. I'd do anything for it. He pleaded to himself, praying that Aphrodite or Eros would somehow be listening from Olympus.