Artemis just wanted to avoid this conversation. She didn't want to have it. She refused, on most days, to think of Hades and their father. She didn't even want think about Apollo.

It hurt her heart to be causing her little sister pain, but... Hestia hadn't known the truth. She hadn't known how Artie had been treating Apollo the last few months before he got sick and died.

She didn't know that they hadn't really been twins. That Apollo had been their cousin. "Oh, Hesita." she whispered. "I want that too, but..." she shook her head. "It hurts to much, Hestia, to even look at our family."