“Artemis,” Clara said. “If you ever want to talk one-on-one, let me know.”
That was a bit of a misnomer since it was nigh impossible to keep secrets from oneself. But the other goddesses were not always tracking what Clara was up to… especially when I’m with Evelyn…
While there was a flash of comprehension. Artemis, like a prisoner of war, would not allow herself to aid the enemy… I’m not sure that I am the enemy…
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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