Prologue

"Artemis," the injured Huntress whispered. "Yes, Nyx." Artemis comforted the Huntress known as Nyx. Nyx shook her head, "Are you not angry? I have broken the oath. I bore a child." "You were tricked by Hades. I cannot blame you." Artemis's pitying gaze looked down on the injured Huntress. Hades on the other hand, he was going to feel her wrath. She thought to herself. Suddenly, Nyx clutched onto Artemis's hand. "The child," Nyx rasped. Her breaths were becoming shorter every second. "Zoe Nightshade has the girl. Please, Artemis, take care of her. Promise you will take care of her." "I promise," Artemis assured her. And with that Nyx let out a sigh of relief-her last breath.