Apollo had been feeling more than worried since yesterday. Guilt was a powerful motivator and it had been eating him alive.
When news of the attack had reached him in Delos, it had already been several hours past. Apollo quickly hauled ass to Olympus and by then everyone was in a clamor because of the attacker who had slipped away and then he had to sort the disarray in his part of the Valley. It kept him from wringing out Kath’s whereabouts until the next morning where he found Aphrodite sitting on the steps of Olympus, just beyond the gates.
He knew he should not have agreed to let her explore the Valley on her own. He should not have left her without protection. He should have been a lot of things but he failed. Apollo could not stand that one glaring fact even without Aphrodite sitti
