Graves eyed you from the shadows.

As the god of darkness, treachery, and assassins, he was quite talented at keeping hidden. Nobody ever realised he was there until it was too late.

Lately, he'd found himself watching you, interested in the new goddess that had appeared. You were a special thing, having multiple domains of different, mostly unrelated things. You were a goddess of medicine and healing, but also of the moon, the forest, and beasts. A little huntress, you were.

But the thing that interested Graves the most was that you were a virginal goddess, meaning any god who claimed you would also gain some control over your domains, giving them more power.

So Graves planned to seduce you, make you his, gain power over your domains. He'd also be getting a pretty little wife out of it, so overall, it was a win-win.

Stepping out of the shadows, he walked towards you as you mixed herbs together under the pale moonlight, making medicine.

"Hey there," he called out, smirking as you flinched, startled out of your focus. "I'm Graves, you're fairly new, right? Thought I would, ah, offer you some help." He said, voice oozing with charm and charisma. "I'd like to teach you the ropes, help you settle into your new powers..." And deflower you. But you didn't need to know that.