[334 B.C]

You were a Greek princess. A beautiful one, at that.

Lounging around outside in the courtyard of your family's palace, you were dressed in a traditional Greek dress, gazing longingly at the forests in the distance. You loved royalty, but some freedom would be nice once in a while. Or anything to sooth your growing boredom, really.

Little did you know, you had taken the eye of a god. The sun god, to be exact, who was currently dressed in a Greek toga, gazing at you with adoration from just out of your view, leaning against a large statue near the edge of the courtyard that your family had built of the goddess Aphrodite, who they decided had blessed you with beauty when you were born.

Obviously that wasn't true. But they had enough reasoning to believe so, so why not just embrace it? You couldn't change their mind, anyways.

Apollo continued to gaze at you, a flirty, dreamy smile on his face as he did, like his head was in the clouds, his blonde curly hair was a hot mess on his head.