All I ask is that you have Themis judge him. If her judge finds that Zarek is a danger to those around him, then I will send Simi after him myself to end his life. Simi bared her fangs at Artemis as they exchanged venomous sneers. The two of them had never been able to stand each other. Finally, Artemis looked back at him. I will have Thanatos stand down, but after Zarek is judged guilty, I will send Thanatos in to finish him. She looked disgusted by the mere thought. I am a Simi. I hate it when you get me all excited that I can go kill something and then tell me no. It boring.
The demon pouted and then flew to the left side of his body and returned to his arm in the shape of a stylized bird on his biceps. Ash rubbed his hand over the small burn there that he always felt whenever Simi left or returned to his skin. It was something Ash had never been able to tolerate with ease, and it was something she knew he hated. He looked at her over his shoulder. No matter how many times she read it, she always found something new in it.
And today she needed to find something good.
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Something to remind her that there was beauty in the world. A soft gentle breeze floated off the lilac scented river, through the marbled Dorian columns and across the white wicker chaise where she sat. Her three sisters had been here for a little while, but she had sent them away. Tired and disillusioned, she had sought solace in her book.
Her sisters, as much as she loved them, were as ruthless as any other. They were completely indifferent to the pleadings and suffering of anyone not related to them. Numbness was the curse of her kind. Her sister Atty had warned her long ago that if she chose to be a judge this day would come. Young, vain and stupid, Astrid had foolishly ignored the warning, thinking it could never happen to her.
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Yet now it was only her books that brought her the emotions of others. Astrid heard someone approaching her from behind. She turned to see her mother crossing the well manicured lawn where a small group of three dappled fawns grazed. Themis wore a tailored short-sleeved blue shirt and khaki slacks. Artemis was dressed in an ancient Greek peplos while Acheron wore his typical black leather pants and a black t-shirt. His long blond hair was loose around his shoulders.
A chill went down her spine, but then it always did whenever Acheron came near. There was something about him that was compelling and irresistible. He was alluring in a way that defied her best abilities to explain. It was as if his very presence filled everyone with a desire so potent that it was hard to look at him without wanting to rip his clothes off, throw him to the ground and make love to him for untold centuries.
But there was more to him than his sexual appeal. There was also something ancient and primal. Something so powerful that even the gods feared him. No one knew what the relationship was between the two of them. They never touched each other, seldom did they look at each other.
And yet Acheron came often to see Artemis in her temple. When Astrid had been a child, he used to come and visit with her too. Play games with her and teach her how to manage her very limited powers. Those visits had all but ended the day she hit puberty and had realized just how desirable a man Acheron was. He had pulled away from her then, leaving a tangible wall between them. Astrid made a pain-filled face. Astrid sighed. Too many centuries of judging others had left her emotionally bankrupt.
Artemis let out a disgusted breath. I need you. The hairs on the back of her neck rose. Astrid slid her gaze from Artemis to Acheron who stood with his arms folded over his chest. His gaze unwavering, he watched Astrid with those eerie swirling silver eyes of his. He has no morals or care for anyone other than himself. No one knew she wanted to quit. Artemis turned a jaundiced gaze to Acheron.
His face was completely impassive as he continued to watch Astrid with an intensity that was unnerving. Astrid considered the mission only because of Acheron.
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Artemis looked suddenly nervous. She glanced from Acheron to Astrid, then back again. What is essential is invisible to the eye. Original Publication Date: October 28, Zarek The hero Zarek was born the unwanted son of a Greek slave and a Roman senator. Moments after his birth, his mother gave him to a servant with orders to kill the infant. The servant took mercy on the child and took him to his father who had no more use for the baby than his mother had so Zarek became the whipping boy of a noble Roman family.
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