Artemis lifted his fingers from the keyboard as Juliet laid the cup of tea on his desk. He looked up at her, smiling a smile that actually reached his eyes. "I've cracked it." Juliet knew this was the Artemis equivalent of jumping up and down, screaming.

"You weren't still working on that? But you know I don't like you being involved in that sort of business."

He glanced at the band of gold on her left hand. Aurum potestas est. The fire died in his eyes and he deflated a little.

"It was merely an intellectual puzzle. Don't worry yourself."