Hecate - approaching midnight
Hecate could feel midnight approaching, and with it, her power growing. It was a shame, she thought, that the night sky outside was so obscured, both by the weather, by the light pollution... by the ceiling. And she was feeling so good about herself; she wanted to put on a show.
"Peitho," she said, draping herself over the back of the chaise lounge where Peitho was very clearly occupied with a young man, and stroking Peitho's arm to get her attention. "May I borrow your Luna?"