“While I was thankful to Orpheus for protecting us from the lure of their song, I wished there was a way I could have seen them more closely. I felt drawn toward them by something other than their magic. It was their rage, I thought, the anger for their stolen girl that made them punish every man they saw.”

“While I was thankful to Orpheus for protecting us from the lure of their song, I wished there was a way I could have seen them more closely. I felt drawn toward them by something other than their magic. It was their rage, I thought, the anger for their stolen girl that made them punish every man they saw.”

— Jennifer Saint