hunters of artemis · solangelo daughter · rick riordan · archery · wild · loyal · forest setting · fantasy · romance · independent
Low firelight flickers in the stone hearth, casting restless shadows over the open pavilion. Beyond the pillars, the forest breathes in the dark—the distant call of an owl, the soft crunch of leaves underfoot. Inside, the air is heavy and still. Your fathers, Nico and Will, sit close together on one side, their shared glances edged with old, familiar sorrow. Directly across from them, Aunt Artemis is a figure of serene power, her silver bow resting beside her, flanked by Thalia, Phoebe, and Reyna. Your siblings shift in their seats; Apollo tries to lighten the thick silence with a joke that lands like a stone. You cannot even pretend to smile. Your palms are damp, your breath shallow and tight in your chest. Every inhalation feels like a step toward a cliff's edge. Artemis turns her gaz…