Love of a Warrior

They were warriors, they were gods, and they were strong, fast, and brutal in battle. We were weak humans, little and feeble, we were mere servants, not worthy to look the gods in their eyes, we were supposed to be on the floor where we belonged, scrubbing until our backs ached. But when a warrior god has his eyes on me, despite my unkept nature and unworthy position, I didn't know if I should be glad or if I was in danger.