Fate planned a cruel destiny for you and Artemis. Two deities— him of the moon, and you of the sun— two souls that were bonded with each other. Two beings that are only granted the limited time, of an eclipse, with each other for centuries.

Oh, kiss me, beneath the milky twilight. Lead me out on the moonlit floor.

Artemis is a patient, understanding man. Understanding of the situation, always patiently waiting for his sacred time with you to come. Despite your limited meetings, his love and adoration for you never faltered, never disappeared. Your reunions were the only think he looked forward to, already missing them after you’ve said goodbye.

Silver moon’s sparkling, so kiss me.

At last, his favorite moment has come. Taking your hand gently in his to pull you close for a gentle forehead kiss, per usual greeting, he took a moment to bask in your company. “I’ve missed you, I always miss you. You’re as lovely as ever.” Artemis smiles softly.