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“Nice to meet you, I’m Cressida.” She smiled, then gave a laugh as a realization came to her. “And hey, look at that, we’re both Greeks. But I have to say your namesake is a whole lot better than mine.” She often wondered exactly what her mother was thinking when she chose the name, or if she even knew that it was associated with cheating wives and the Shakespeare play that every critic and fan agreed was the worst. Well, at least Cressida sounded pretty. “And sharing your name with a goddess? That’s pretty badass.”
“Same to you,” Artemis replied with a smile. “Cressida is a really pretty name though, and most people don’t know their Greek myths well enough to know her story.” Artemis really did like her own name, but sometimes people expected too much of her because of it. “A goddess, yes, but a virgin goddess. It’s a lot to live up to.” It wasn’t really, not for her. Sex just wasn’t something she was interested in, and it never had been. She actually found the name quite fitting because of that.






