THALIA

“I’m listening,”

He said coldly looking into the empty space in front of him,

“Can we go inside?”

“I think here is fine,”

He objected coldly still looking distant

“You’re not even looking at me,”

I said warmly with the hope that he would be a little nicer, we have not met or spoken to each other for three weeks and it was killing me. Miriam keeps coming to tell me how violently he trains every day and doesn’t talk to anyone and guilt makes me lose my sleep.

“I was kind enough to go to your throne room to talk with you, at least return the favor,”

I...