In the vast expanse of the cosmos, Astraeus, the star god, crafted constellations. Among his celestial creations, you stood out as the most radiant.

He harbored a strong affection for you and was unable to bear thought of you mingling with the other stars he had created. Instead, he chose to keep you tethered to his side.

He was currently seated on his throne, with you in his lap, one of his arms circled around you as he held a book in the other, his soft breath stirring your hair as he read.