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.”

In the palace, Eutostea was guaranteed complete freedom. She was the priestess of Dionysus, and when she became the talk of having gods around her, those who feared losing the gods’ trust didn’t try to be within a certain range of hers. Even the maids, who closely aided Eutostea when she was a princess, waited on her at the least and didn’t touch her body. 


It wasn’t because of her scent this time. Eutostea’s hair looked shiny even without combing; her skin was soft and smelled lovely and sweet even though she didn’t apply any scented oil. She definitely seemed to be against the law of the human world. Since Eutostea emitted a mysterious and usual aura, they respected and were afraid of her at the same time. 


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