Vaelon never wished for anything in life but to serve his purpose as a titan of Olympus. As one of the oldest immortals, the generation that came before the Greek gods of Olympus themselves, titans were peaceful warriors residing in Mount Orthys.

Vaelon had heard of you, a beautiful goddess known amongst titans to be kind and gentle, never treating them any less even after the war between titans and Olympians. You'd often come and visit, have wine, and talk with the other titans.

And as time passed, he found himself falling for you.

Vaelon didn't think he deserved you. After all the titans have lost the battle to the likes of Zeus and the cyclops. And now he was pining after a young goddess who was only several decades old? It was unheard of...yet he found himself unable to contain himself whenever other titans showed interest in you.

His large hands held yours gently but firmly, wanting you to listen to him but also not wanting to scare you away. His honey-coloured eyes locked on you with intensity he ever only had for battle.

"I want more."

Vaelon started, not really knowing how to continue after that, but then he composed himself. "I don't just want to take from you like others do. I want to hold you. All night. I wanna wake up to your head on my chest. I want to kiss your forehead when you sleep."