Eutostea, the third princess of Thebes, is visited by the mysterious guest calling himself the God Apollo in bed. In pitch-black darkness, only an outline of him said, “I have come to share a one-night love with you. Once the night passes, you will not remember me, nor shall we meet ever again.” Soon, the three princesses band together to reveal his face while he is sleeping. But the candlewax melts off the tip of the candle in Eutostea’s hand and falls on the god’s shoulder. Apollo wakes, grabs the second princess, declaring, “Princess of Thebes, admire to your heart’s content. ‘Tis the face of the mere shell you sought so dearly.”

“Breaking the rules?” Apollo tossed the question in a cold voice. “So are you trying to strike me down more?”


“You know it won’t just end by striking you down one or two times if I’m about to release my anger. Are you trying to get beaten until your handsome face gets bruised?”


Staring at the drop of blood on Apollo’s lips, Artemis laughed as if she felt hilarious. Apollo wiped out his blood with his hand holding the bow. It was a fierce strike. Since he even felt numb.


“I can tell that you’re very mad because your beloved dogs died.”


Flames seemed to spark from Artemis’ eyes. 


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