Freya's pov

Artemis was standing waiting for me, his hand by his side like the perfect gentleman that he was. A smile was on his face in full display, I didn't think he could smile in public.

His dark reputation and all.

When I was just two arms away, he stretched forth his hand as I got near, I slipped my palm into his and it locked in like a perfect puzzle piece.

The people had now gathered and looked at Artemis and me. With the support of Artemis, we climbed up taking the stage.

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