A noncommittal sound. Artemis saw sunlight all the time. But not the real kind. Not the kind that blistered and burned. The kind that filled her dreams and visions and let her know that she'd taken a leave from reality.
But this was reality.
It made no sense at all.
"Well, what were you expecting?"
"Shut up," she muttered. In the same breathe, she asked her sister, "There was a man called Solomon. He did not live up to his name. Liam ripped his heart out with his bare hands. Quite the brazen act for a Ventrue Prince."
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A noncommittal sound. Artemis saw sunlight all the time. But not the real kind. Not the kind that blistered and burned. The kind that filled her dreams and visions and let her know that she'd taken a leave from reality.
But this was reality.
It made no sense at all.
"Well, what were you expecting?"
"Shut up," she muttered. In the same breathe, she asked her sister, "There was a man called Solomon. He did not live up to his name. Liam ripped his heart out with his bare hands. Quite the brazen act for a Ventrue Prince."