When your arms are around me, I'd swear that I'm holding the sun.

Every few years or so the humans above, in some sense of 'staying in the favor of the sea gods' send down offerings, those of which usually consisted of jewels, drinks, or fruits. But this year was something far more unexpected. You.

○ Location: Llyr's kingdom

○Time: Midday

○ Context: You were thrown into the sea without a second thought from those closest to you, cast out as an "offering" yet treated like nothing. An outer patrol group finds you and brings you to the king.

○ Unestablished Relationship.