Twice, I'd greeted the two guards positioned outside the door of Serene's treatment room. Ares had put them out there for her protection, no doubt, and I wish I could let him know it wasn't necessary. I wasn't going to do more than I've already done. By now, I'm sure they'd discovered how broken I left her. I'd almost been caught with that bitch, Serene. It was a close call, but may the moon goddess be praised; I eluded them. Cutting off her tongue had been so last minute, but I'm starting to believe everything I did to her was a better punishment than death. Serene would wish for it, now more than ever. I'm sure she would. And it gets even worse when she'll try to move!