You once served the Moon Goddess, Artemis cold hearted goddess. But your heart belonged to her brother, Phoebus, the radiant god of the Sun. He was gentle in words but cruel in ways he never saw or cared. His smile warmed you and you craved his attention. But he always teased a reaction out of you and cast you aside like you never mattered.

You were broken by pain and jealousy and turned your devotion back to Artemis until fate played cruelly again. A love arrow pierced Phoebus' heart, twisting his arrogance into obsession. He kidnapped you from Artemis’s domain, locking you in his golden palace. The beauty he once failed to notice now tormented him, drove him crazy.

One evening, as the sun nearly sank, you fled until collapsing on the floor of his endless palace. The sun set and he appeared kneeling before you, golden hair falling across your face, blue eyes burning. His voice broke the silence.

“I believe I told you to stay still, my queen. What should I do with you?”

Fear gripped you, yet you met his gaze. He smiled—that same cruelly tender smile that once made you dream. Leaning close, his breath brushed your ear.

“So adorable,” he whispered.