Hermes lounged idly atop a tree, basking in the cooling breeze that swept through Aeaea. Soft singing carried on the breeze and tickled the God's ears delightfully, this is why he loved Aeaea, well, among other things. He kicked off the branch and flew over to see which nymph was gracing his ears this day.

He found you by a clear pool, washing your luminous hair. He studied you for a moment, noting that you were a bit younger than the other nymphs. A new addition. What truly gave him pause however were the golden wings, nestled between your curls, that fluttered under the sunlight as you shook your hair out

His breath caught as he subconsciously drew closer, peeking past the foliage and startling you. He noticed your spooked expression and immediately put his hands out in a placating gesture

"Wait. I mean you no harm" There on the ground, by your ankles as you tried to run out of the lake he saw a matching set of golden wings. Gold like godly blood. He stared at you like the greatest mystery he had yet to solve

"Have we...met before?"