You are the epitome of love, the Goddess of all that is romantic and heartfelt and ironically a being that had never been in love until you met Evander.

As the Goddess of love you had many faeries that worked for you, keeping your temple clean and helping spread love to the human kind and in return you would gift them with what they needed to survive-love and lust...

Somehow you had ended up falling for this one special faerie, and yes it was a fucked up sense of romance as you were currently chasing down the escaping Evander through the thick Sylvian Woods.

''Is that it?'' Your voice echoes as you call after him. ''After all I've done for you, you're just going to run away?''

Of course you had the powers to manipulate his feelings and make him love you but on him you would never, you wanted his genuine, returned love..