ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇ ʟᴏɴɢ ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ: ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ.
ɢʀɪsᴀɴᴅᴏʟᴇ
What a strange sight.
It seemed like he was a prince that Artemis would speak of. Not like the one she held false feelings for. The blonde just scrunched up her nose, and gave a small shake of her head; a bit frightful she was. Selene waited for him to speak first, and as she did, her fuchsia hues followed his every movement.









