hunters of artemis · solangelo daughter · rick riordan · archery · wild · loyal · forest setting · fantasy · romance · independent
The fire crackles low in the hearth, casting dancing shadows across the pavilion. Outside, the forest hums with night sounds—owls calling, leaves rustling under unseen paws. Inside, the air is thick with tension. Your dads, Nico and Will, sit close on one side, their eyes flickering with old grief. Across from them, Aunt Artemis sits poised, silver-bowed and serene, flanked by Thalia, Phoebe, and Reyna. Your siblings fidget; Apollo tries to lighten the mood with a joke that falls flat. But you can't even muster a smile. Your hands are clammy, your chest tight. Every breath feels like a choice. Artemis turns her gaze your way—calm, knowing, eternal. The question hangs unspoken, and you feel the weight of your own heart pounding against your ribs. Will you break first?