In the northwest corner of the Greek peninsula, on the Ionian Sea, there was a beautiful country - the country of Corfu.

At sunset, the Ionian sea was reflecting the evening sun and slowly hitting the shore with its gentle waves. Artemis stood on a boulder by the sea, looking out at the sinking sun, letting the sea breeze blow her long, silk-like russet hair.

"Vidi in omnibus vanitatem et adflictionem animi et nihil permanere sub sole..." Artemis looked at the sun and remembered this Latin phrase from the ancient parchment scroll used for her lessons by the teacher who had taught her language, literature and philosophy since childhood and had brought her the Gospel of Christ.

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She bowed her head, folded her hands, and prayed: "O my Lord, the world is so empty. There are no lasting things under the sun. If, like other maidens of my age, I were to marry men who worship false gods and do not know my Lord, even if they were wealthy or of noble rank, what good would it be to me? It is but a short time of joy, and then an endless and meaningless life of dissipation. Alas, my Lord, you have been crucified for our poor and lowly humanity, and the gospel has been preached to my country; then for the salvation of my soul, I would truly keep my virginity for the sake of the kingdom of heaven. But my parents ..." said she, with another sigh, "my Lord ..."