Daughter of the Moon

III. Daughter of Artemis

*This is what I imagine Ana and her sisters to wear when they are training, with brown leather boots and black cotton pants. Traditional yet modern!
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"Ah, Anastasia. Andreas. What assistance can I be of this morning?"

Selari was found in the village's planetarium, studying the alignment of the stars from the previous night. He looked at Anastasia with affection, but his brow soon furrowed as he noticed Andreas walking in behind her.

"Good morning, Selari," Anastasia greets, bowing slightly at the older Chief. She glances at Andreas before speaking to the man. "We have a matter we need to discuss with you. But no one except Alexandria knows of this subject, and I kindly ask for it to stay that way until I can discuss matters with my father."

Selari's smile drops, and he sits, urging the two young adults before him to do the same. "What troubles you, Ana? Speak your mind."

Anastasia sighed. She opened her mouth to speak, but words could not come out. Seeing this, Andreas felt the need to help her.

"Chief Selari, Anastasia and I have discovered something deemed impossible until yesterday. Her life has been planned out according to prophecy, but it seems this one detail has been left out," Andreas explained, looking to Anastasia as she gave him a grateful nod.

"Ah," Selari said with a grin. "You have discovered you are one?"

Both Anastasia and Andreas looked at the sorcerer in shock, and Anastasia could not believe that he had kept this from her for so long.

"Selari," Anastasia began, her golden eyes getting brighter, rage seen almost as if flames were blazing in her irises. "You mean to tell me that you have known this day would come?"

"That is what I am telling you, yes. Now, do not let Hecate control your anger, for she and the other Goddesses have known as well."

Anastasia's eyes softened back to their normal golden hue, but her rage had not disappeared. It was true that the Hecate in her appeared when she was angered. Artemis appeared when she was sad, and Selene appeared when she felt loving or happy. This was because Artemis was the Goddess of the Earth, and Earth auras were nurturing and sensitive. Selene was the Goddess of the Sky, and she had created soulmates, one of love. Hecate controlled the Underworld, where hellfire resides, representing anger.

"Selari, you have prepared me for nearly every significant day of my life. But for this, how could you abandon me?"

Selari sighed, shaking his head at the young girl. "That is where you are wrong, my Daughter. I did not know when this day would come, or what man your soulmate would be. I did not even know for sure you would find one. The last of Artemis was thrown into war at the age of 16. She never found her soulmate. Why would I lead you to believe you would, when I did not know when our fated war would begin?"

Anastasia nodded in agreement. She glanced at Andreas and felt him reach out to her. Frustration pooled in her mind and she stood up, growling quietly.

"But how can this be?!" She exclaimed, her hands on her head as she paced the room. "And of all people, a Chief?! I cannot be a Chieftess, I cannot deal with more responsibility! I cannot let anything distract me from my destiny! Artemis was a virgin and swore off men, and so did her huntresses! How could I have a soulmate?!"

Selari chuckled at the young girl, and Andreas looked at the old man wearily. He could not believe that Selari would do that, for Anastasia's anger would not be controllable much longer.

"Young girl, he is not a distraction. He is part of your destiny. Artemis' other half was her twin brother, the Sun to her Moon. She did not need a soulmate. None of us know what Andreas truly is," Selari stated nonchalantly.