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‘How did you two met?’ The first thing you have to know is that this story starts a long time ago, when I was just 18 years old, in a forgotten city in Greece. Or better yet Ancient Greece. I was born to a monster of a man, the son of Hades they use to say and a simple woman who died before I could walk. My father was cruel but simple he thought only of trade, for both his business and his family. I was known to be quiet beautiful but loud and emotional, two things you do not want in the perfect Greek woman. The first time I saw her I was with my father, he had just secured my hand in marriage to a wealthy merchant 20 years my s