The sun above Olympus shimmered with a warmth that soaked the marble tiles in gold. Light filtered through vine-covered columns, casting playful patterns on the ground as Akhon walked beside Athena, their sandals clicking quietly in rhythm.
Athena stole a glance at him, her usually firm expression softened. "It's good to see you like this again," she said. "Yesterday, I was worried. You were... distant. Confused."
Akhon offered a small, polite smile. "You said I was talking nonsense?"
She nodded, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear. "Something about another world. A city named Kaeron. You seemed convinced it was real."
He frowned slightly, as if the name tickled something just out of reach. "I don't remember any of that," he admitted, gaze distant. "But I do feel… lighter today. As if something heavy's been lifted."
Athena gave a relieved sigh, her steps more relaxed now. "Good. You had me fearing something worse—like enchantment or madness."
