‘Let everyone think you perished after the boar hunt.’ Her face was tight with determination. ‘You cannot bring a baby into the forest, I cannot allow it. My nymphs must keep their vow. They cannot see you go unpunished for breaking it.’ She turned her face, as though listening for something in the forest, and my heart jumped at the reprieve I’d never expected and the fierce beauty of her profile in the moonlight. ‘But you won the Fleece, and for that, I’ll let you go free.’ The earth felt unsteady beneath my feet as she glanced back at me one more time. ‘You can live as you are, Atalanta. But
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