XXII

[strangescream]

Apollo abandons Artemis for little cursed Daphne-Daughter. So proud, as to twist our myths for sick, sick purposes. Agreed, my dear? But I've always been amused by young love.

Bartemius, I must beseech you, however - don't you think you'll be getting away with doing anything ungentlemanly to a member of the Black family, however rejected by us

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[blood_red_blood]

Oh Bella, you give the best gifts! Always know just what to get me. My Artemis always delivers, she does.

[strangescream]

Of course I do. But I repeat - you be proper with my family. No breaking, no immodesty. There's limits for shared toys, Bartemius.

[blood_red_blood]

Come now, Bella. You know I've got no dishonorable intents. The girl's all yours in the end. She's just so pretty when she dances, I can't look away. You understand.

[strangescream]

Mmm. We've some affection for each other, though not much loyalty. You'd best not break take advantage of that fondness, I'll be out for blood.

She's a dancer, if nothing else. Andromeda put her in ballet, the fool. Some redeeming quality..

Ah, well. Didn't help her to dance when I killed her.