Dancing with one other girl. The lady has lengthy curled black hair and shiny silver eyes. Adorning head, together with a easy gold masks is a circlet of the moon phases.

Her options felt acquainted, however I can not place how I do know her.

Is she a Moon Goddess?

No. Artemis is the one Moon Goddess. If she sees me, I am undoubtedly going to be despatched again to my room.

Our eyes join. Recognition flashes over her face. I duck into the bottom behind me.

Do I’m going house? However then once more, Artemis doesn’t appear to be listening to her twin both. I don’t wish to return to being caught in my room as a lot as she didn’t wish to both.

Perhaps Artemis didn’t see me? Yep, that is wishful pondering.

Artemis storms towards me. A sheen of sweat glows over her face. Even via the masks, I really feel her frustration. She calls for, “What within the bloody depths of Tartarus are you doing right here?” Pushing my shoulder backward, Artemis crosses her arms round her chest.

“The identical could possibly be requested about you.” Eyes surrounding us flash in our path. I pull Artemis to a quieter little bit of the road, “All of it is smart now. No marvel you don’t wish to marry Ares. Perhaps you must inform Apollo—”

“Cease. We have to return to the citadel now,” she states as urgency floods her hushed tone. “Leaving town all collectively can be one of the best plan of action. I can’t lose you just like the others.”

Softly she yanks my arm towards the citadel, I stay rooted in place. “No. I wouldn’t wish to drive you to finish your date so quickly.” Freezing, Artemis cautiously flashes her eyes in my path. Softening my tone, I ask, “What’s her identify?”

Panic flashes in Artemis’s eyes.

“Chill out. I am not going to inform anybody. Your secret is protected with me, no matter if you happen to select to inform me,” I reassure.

“I met her right here,” Artemis replies as she shrugs. An uneasy look on her face mentioned all of it. She’s not being truthful.

“Which can also be why you sweep off your brother’s organized marriages,” I make clear. Since coming to the realm of the gods, Artemis has instructed me about different makes an attempt by Apollo to marry her off. All to older males like Poseidon.

Crossing her arms over her chest, she says as faintly as she might handle, “Sure.”

Protecting my eyes downcast, I be sure to not make unintended eye contact with anybody.

With a drink now in my hand, I sit on a agency picket stool.

“We have to go, Pandy, earlier than Apollo finds us,” whispered Artemis.

My eyes locked with a set of acquainted gold eyes. We share an extended gaze between one another. Approaching me, I ponder turning to depart however that may be ineffective. He has noticed me. Pounding, my coronary heart thunders in my ears. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I ponder how you can proceed. Grinding my core into the agency chair, I cease. it’s rubbing the entire fallacious nerves.

“Why do I have to go? Isn’t this my complete objective on this world? I used to be introduced right here for this evening.” I state. This vacation is a wierd combination of jovial and somber. Frenzied and poised. All of which have been current within the god gazing me from throughout the road.

“Pandora, you don’t perceive. I don’t need what occurred to the others to occur to you.” Artemis begs, “Nobody deserves that destiny. Not you. Not any mortal. We nonetheless have time to get out of this metropolis. We will even come again after this night.” Frantically, Artemis floundered.

Arista whispers in my ear, “Artemis is the protector of maidens. She is aware of what’s finest for you.”

I wistfully sigh as my curiosity of the pageant takes maintain. My bones crave to witness the pageant firsthand.

My head is spinning from the wine and the magic. This world is intoxicating. I would like extra. To see all the things this pageant has to supply.

Perhaps I don’t need what’s finest for me. I wish to be right here. Within the immortal world with Apollo and Artemis. Even when these are my final hours, I don’t wish to spend them fleeing. I wish to get pleasure from myself. Dwelling a full and eventful evening.

Swirling pack pageant goers, Apollo makes his approach towards us.

Too late.

Between the magic and the ambrosia, I am beginning to really feel the consequences. My cheeks flushed and my core warmed. Not fairly stumbling however not far off. Gracefulness continues to be solely absent from me.

“Hey there my little flower. I used to be starting to marvel while you’d be exhibiting up. I’ve been wanting all over the place for you.” His full lips curved right into a stern however likable smile. One nook of his lips pops up right into a cocky smile, drawing my consideration to his sturdy jaw which is roofed in blonde stubble.

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