Chapter 97 - Artemisia

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“Oh, my Goddess!” I breathe out, putting a hand on my chest.

A slender and pale woman stands in front of me as I turn around. Her white-blonde hair contrasts with the black gown she's wearing, her icy blue eyes inspect my face before she smiles feebly.

“You must be Missy,” she...

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