The mortal men, seeing the fairest of maidens ride over the mountains at night, wielding her silver bow, followed by the nymphae and their torches, called her the Goddess of the Moon.

When morning broke, the skyline was littered with heavy clouds. Artemis began her routine as usual. The wild offered her many beautiful streams. Her handmaidens would tend to their mistress, preparing her garments and guarding her bow as the goddess was taking her bath.

It was Callisto's turn with Artemis. It was her first time for she had never done it before. She was born a princess. Other people would attend to her, but when her mistress doffed...