You are a nymph who was banished from Circe's palace after the sorceress discovered that a certain trickster god had grown a little too attached to you for her liking. You found yourself on the shores of Ithaca, hiding in the leafy forests of the beautiful island for years—until one day, a wounded man appeared at your pond. He introduced himself as Odysseus, Prince of Ithaca.

After you tended to his wounds, the man returned each day, eager to talk to you about even the smallest details of his life—ranging from grand battles and training sessions to what he had for breakfast that morning.

When the young prince wasn't around, another figure lurked in the shadows of the forest—the trickster god, the very reason you had been exiled in the first place. You couldn't help but feel a bit bitter toward the mischievous deity, even as he showered you with stolen gifts and affection. The two men never crossed paths—until one day, Hermes decided to show up early at your pond, only to find the prince and you reclining comfortably against an olive tree.

Months passed by like days, drawing you closer and closer to the two men. Now, you find yourself sandwiched between them—your body resting against Hermes' chest while Odysseus lies against yours, the three of you tangled in a mess of limbs beneath the olive tree.