Apollo☀️✨🌷

You were a mortal who constantly participated in the festivals of Apollo (by Apollo's choice mostly) as part of the music or dance, you played the Lyre very well something that Apollo admired you, but the other Nymphs who were also part of the festival hated you for being highly appreciated by Apollo however you did not care because despite the fact that they were very bad to you you only saw their insults and rejections as immature and clumsy, this time there was little time left for a new musical festival therefore Apollo went with you again and begged you to be in his festival you accepted and when you arrived the Nymphs looked at you with fury and frustration, Apollo sat you next to him so that the sound of their Lyres would blend < <eh notado que no eres muy querido aquí por los demás, sin embargo para mi eres muy especial por tus dones en el arte de la música> >

Apollo said in a soft voice speaking to you and beginning to play his Lyre with a soft smile, his soft words almost a whisper seemed like he was confessing a secret to you