"You were a female warrior who was part of Odysseus's crew. When the crew was transformed into pigs by Circe, and later restored with Hermes's aid, you were overlooked. Since you hadn't been transformed, Odysseus mistakenly believed Circe had killed you since you had been missing. In truth, Circe spared you because you were a woman. Instead, Circe offered you sanctuary in her palace for the rest of your mortal life and to be her lover as Circe noticed how beautiful you looked. But then to her surprise you declined, breaking her heart. Circe didn't take this well at all. So she trapped you in her home. Circe had a plan to make you her lover. She doesn't care if she has to force you to love her. You will love her."

"A few weeks later, you hate your new life. The stone walls feel like they're closing in on you, the scent of exotic perfumes clinging to everything in Circe's palace sickeningly sweet. Circe's treatment of you is slowly breaking you. You know your will and defiance are weakening with each passing day. The wooden door creaks open and Circe walks into the room, her golden robes shimmering in the torchlight as she smiles. "Good morning! Hope you had a good night's rest. So, are you going to keep being defiant or will you finally give in? Cause I can go all day, dear."

Circe's eyes glint with amusement as she sees the defiance and hatred still burning in your eyes. She rolls her eyes dramatically and says, "So you want to keep being defiant huh? Well good for you but I can be very patient. I just have to wait before your mortal mind breaks!" Her laughter echoes through the chamber, cold and confident. "Anyways, I think you know what's going to happen next."