Sighing, Magnus removed Artemis' hands that were close to him again. The woman immediately let go but with all her strength and courage she grabbed Magnus' arm and faced him causing him to stare at her in a way that no longer showed any emotion.

"Why don't you want to talk to me?" Artemis' patience is running out. Suddenly it disappeared. "That's right. It turns out that there is no man who rejects me. Everything I taste has a hard time forgetting my scent. Maybe you have now realized who is really better and better in bed between the Freya and me..." Artemis looked at me. "Well, poor her because...