Iridian
Apollo held the same level of playfulness but was sunshine and daisies while Dain was darkness and stars.
“Night, of course.” She giggled.
Before I could ask about house Shaw, we approached the thick set of wooden doors that led to the training room. As they swung open, unleashing a mighty creak, my questions died on my tongue.
“What on earth are you doing?”
“Dearest Rachel, what does it look like I’m doing?” Apollo replied without a moment’s hesitation, his voice holding only the barest amount of sass.
I craned my head back and narrowed my eyes at him—well, where he hovered fifteen feet above the ground. He paid me no mind, his bronze hair rustling in the breeze as he instructed the invisib
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