I walk towards him, gazing up at the piece that holds his undivided attention. It looks to be Roman or Greek, though my knowledge is minimal at best. The sculpture depicts a woman holding some dainty flowers in her hand. At her feet, a sword is interwoven with serpents coiling up her leg. "Is it Artemis?" I inquire as I inspect it. Caleb shakes his head. "She wasn't a Greek Goddess." "Then who was she?" He smiles, looking fondly at the statue before lightly shaking his head.
Why darcy darling i think its you
