Idalia
I walked out of the room after teaching that jerk a lesson and decided to help prepare for lunch. As I put the plates on the table, I could see Ladon walk towards me, sitting down on one of the chairs and look at me with a smirk on his face.
“Did my nephew make you mad?” he asked, but I just ignored him.
“He is well known for infuriating others, but don’t worry, he’ll grow out of that habit. Right now, he’s just a kid.”
Hearing him say that about Blaze bothered me.
“Call him kid one more time and you’ll see what will happen. I can assure you he is no kid at all. I might be way older than he is, but who cares, right?”
He raised his eyebrows and I had realized what I just said. I was defending Blaze. Shaking the thought off, I kept helping set up the table.
