Chapter 117
- I looked at a happy looking Ares, and it left a bitter taste on my tongue. I thought he wss probably gonna be absent from dinner, licking his sore wounds over losing to me. Yet, here he was, chatting away with that mate of mine.
- "Are you fine?" I heard Heather mutter beside me, and I nodded. "But you've barely touched your meal."
- "I'm just fine. We should be more worried about your wound."