"We need her and you know that. Then why are you being a douche bag and ruining all this?" Her nose flared with anger.

The sharpness of her voice rang all around the room, shaking the walls with it. She was visibly angry, he could tell. But it wasn't anything he never witnessed before.

He sat there, on his throne unbothered, sipping his wine and twisting his face now and then, not liking the taste.

"Are you even listening, Perseus?" She grumbled angrily, stomping her heels on the golden carpet made of pure gold.

"It tastes like shit," Perseus again twisted his mouth in distaste as he take another sip....