Bab 69: Chapter 71

Goetic

adj. Pertaining to black magic.

Artemis' POV

I woke up to a horrible aching pain all over my body. My head throbbed and my my body felt sluggish and heavy. I had to blink several times to clear my hazy vision but when I did, I was staring up at a dark and grainy ceiling.

I lay there for a while, trying to figure out where I was. I was in a dark and unfamiliar prison cell. The only sounds I could hear was water slowly dripping down here in the distance.

Then it hit me.

Suddenly, the ache of my body was nothing compared to the searing pain in my chest. Waves of grief washed over me and tears sprung to my eyes, remembering what happened.

My uncle was dead.

One of the last members of my family had been ripped away from me by the same cruel hands that had stolen my parents from me.

How was I going to tell Romeo?

Goddess, this was my fault.