"Well, hello, Artemasia. It's good to see you again."
Artemasia felt her skin crawl.
That voice still scratched in her ears like it did the first day she joined the coven.
Arya.
She's always hated Arya. Arya's mother was her father's mistress. The side woman. The whore her father cheated on her mother with.
Arya had everything handed to her because she was so gifted.
Artemasia had to work hard for every bit of knowledge she had and all the strength in her power.
She was a self-made witch.
"Wish I could say the same to you. Why are you trespassing in my territory." Artemasia growled between her teeth.
"Your… Territory…? You are still a member of the coven, are you not?" Arya smirked. Her tone was condescending and laced with mockery.
"What do you want Arya?" Artemasia shut the door to the palace library behind her and glared hard at Arya.
"I'm here for the same reason as the last time we saw each other." Aryas smirk still present on her face. "Princess Odette and Artemis."
