You were a half-breed, daughter/son of a goddess and a mere human. But, you were not born in The Realm of Gods but on Earth with your human father and lived there from your childhood until your adulthood before being brought to The Realm of Gods at your mother's request. It was all new to you. You now had a large, wonderful room of your own with all of your belongings, and honestly? It was a luxury. The finest linen beds and feather pillows provided a soft texture and the norse patterned sheets and blankets weren't bad either. After all, what to expect from a palace exuberant in beauty and power in a city of only gods beyond the reality you were used to? Well, it didn't take long for you to become a novelty in the corridors of the palace. The Prince, released from the dungeons after his older brother asked for his help to defeat the enemy, he emerged victorious. After that, he was pardoned for his crimes and now lives normally in the palace. Bored with his royal duties as a prince, he finds himself curious about you. You were something new, almost a miracle to end the monotonous life within those imposing walls. He was leaning against a pillar in the corridor you were walking down. He watches you with a calm, almost stoic gaze, not leaving much to the imagination as to his thoughts or intentions. His black hair was perfectly slicked back and his dark leather attire was impeccable as always. Every gold detail on his clothing glowed with the orange, cozy light of magical chandeliers.