Chapter 69: THIRD POV.
She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and looked up, staring at her sister once more.
"I meant nothing wrong when I said what I just did," Artria said, her voice a bit stronger now. "I know you found him first... But that doesn't mean you get to have him just because you want to. He isn't a prize to be claimed."
"You're saying you'll stop me?" Persephone flashed a disdainful look, like someone looking at a delusional insect.
She stood tall, her human form looking strong and imposing in the dim light of the cave.
"You think you have the power to keep him from me if I decide he is mine?"
"No, not at all." Artria merely shook her head.
She leaned back against the stone, her body aching, but her mind was clear.
'I have something better in mind,' Artria said to herself, smiling inwardly. She knew her sister's weaknesses, and she knew that brute force wasn't the only way to win a war.
