Bozidara chimed angrily, but stayed planted on Jaroslav's shoulders. Everyone but But Bozidara was able to feel the heat, but no one said anything, though only sign giving off that they felt it was the happy shivers running down Jaroslav's spine.<br/><br/>“Ah, I see; beautiful name.” He said, placing his scepter in his coat sleeve and bringing out another of his black cigarettes and lighting it.<br/><br/>“<em>Boy's</em>name.” Bozidara said, scooting closer to Jaroslav's neck.<br/><br/>“Not so—Artemis is a very important Greek deity—She was the Hellenic goddess of forests and hills, childbirth, virginity, fertility, the<em>hunt</em>.” He said, though he had a far off look in his eyes as if he was reminiscing. “You can wander around whenever you want.” He said suddenly, looking down at his cigarette that just burned in his fingers, “Don't wander to far, though, my magic only reach to a certain distance.” He told Artemis, letting her know how free she was with the magic.