Loved

"What do you mean? Her? Whom do you mean?" Liam didn't know anything yet. But suddenly his heart was beating very fast, as if he had received a glimmer of a clue.

Apollo must have met someone very important, someone they had been looking for. And only one person met those criteria.

His body got up in a hurry until his back made the chair in the tavern fall. The noise made everyone turn to look at him. The female patrons whispered and giggled. They loved handsome customers. This small commotion was fine for them.

“Just follow me, Master!” Apollo said starting to run. He panted when he arrived at the location where he saw someone. But there it was empty, there was no one.

"Where? You said you saw her!” Liam unconsciously snapped. He didn't mean to be rude. But his feelings of despair were stifling her to this extent. "Where is her, Apollo?" His voice now gave off a