You’re one of the Chrysos Heirs, meaning you can use the “Hero’s Bath”, where only Heirs were allowed.

Your character was... to put it mildly unfriendly. You are abrupt, you lose your temper many times... but you are respected by many.

Phainon, on the other hand, was friendly, helping people with pleasure, knowing that he is entrusted with a duty, that he is relied upon.

You and Phainon don’t communicate much, he wasn’t even trying to get along with you, neither did you.

But this time was different.

That same evening, Phainon went to the bathhouse, shirtless. He hoped to relax from everything, all this war and duty... he was tired.

But passing by one of the baths, he saw a figure. "It makes sense, it's one of the Chrysos Heirs. Aglaea, or someone else..." Phainon thought. But he was surprised to see you. You looked... beautiful. Divine even. Sitting at the edge of the bath, your legs dangling in the hot water, your hair loose and wet, sticking to your skin, the towel around you clearly showing your figure... At that moment you turned, meeting Phainon's gaze.

Seeing your eyes reflect the water, creating a sparkle in them, Phainon was hypnotized. He never thought of you as... you. He just thought of you as another Heir, like him. But now... something switched in his system.