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Once upon a time, there was a girl (because there's always a girl)
This girl was a princess named Artemis
Artemis had a father named Lawrence who was the King
He loved his daughter very much (or so he told her) and always kept her locked away from the harsh, cruel (gentle, beautiful) world (paradise)
But Artemis wanted to learn, about anything and everything (to fight, to protect, to rule)
Despite her pleas, the King had vowed to protect (was determined to smother) his beloved (ignored) daughter (pet) and always said gently (with arrogance not befitting a ruler), "It's for your own good, Arty. Your namesake started out well, as a goddess, but became a savage. You will do better and make your father proud, yes?"
And Artemis, who wanted nothing more than to be loved by the only parent she had left (because Mother had left so long ago and her daughter suddenly couldn't see in a world filled with darkness), always said yes. In a tower, isolated from everyone (so no one would know her face and she would always be "safe") she learned not how to defend herself or rule, but to be bitter.