Themyscira Was Heating Up

Time changed a lot of things.

Diana still remembered Leon's face clearly.

She remembered his smile the day Ares died, when he came to her side and told her everyone was still alive.

She missed Leon. She longed for him.

After her mother told her the story of Zeus and herself,

Diana realized something else: she had fallen in love with Leon.

But ninety years apart was far too long.

So long that Leon had nearly become a shadow in her heart.

When she woke in the morning, that shadow appeared before her eyes.

When she watched the sun sink into the sea at night, she thought of him again.

Even the squawk of a gull beside the cliff would make her stand, wondering if Leon had come.

Her mother, Hippolyta, did not have to tell her.

Diana knew something was wrong with her.

Sometimes she even thought it would have been better if she had never let Leon leave.

She should have tied Leon to the headboard with the Lasso of Truth. Then she could have seen him every morning when she woke.

But the moment that thought arose, she shook her head and drove it away.

The Lasso of Truth probably could not hold Leon... No, no. How could she tie Leon up with a rope?

On the other side of Earth, Leon had no idea Diana had ever entertained such a thought.

If he had known,

he would probably have been so scared he heard a kettle whistling in his ears.

Diana's turning into a dangerously obsessive girl!

Hippolyta heard Diana say "Leon will come" for what must have been the ten-thousandth time.

With a helpless sigh, she crouched and sat beside Diana at the edge of the cliff.

"If you won't leave, I'll wait with