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.”

There was a time when Eutostea got her first period and jumped into her sister’s bed in surprise. As she trembled in the fear of having seen blood, Hersia told her maid to clean up after Eutostea. Then she woke Askitea up to ask her for sleeping altogether. Right now was like the time back then. The three sisters chatted quietly, rolling around in bed, and then all fell asleep. 	


Eutostea had her sleep interrupted when light pierced into her eyelids. The round moon was floating in the night sky over the wide-open terrace. Due to the dazzling moonlight, her sisters covered their eyes with bed sheets and pillows to get back to sleep. But Eutostea found a familiar silhouette and got up from bed without making any noise.  	


Dionysus was drinking wine, perching on the balustrade. The marble railing was too narrow to even put a foot on it, but somehow he looked as relaxed as a puma that managed to climb up a tree. 	


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