Percy POV
I felt so helpless. I didn't know what to do without Artemis. I leant on Hestia, who was stroking my hair to comfort me. Her delicate hands somehow eased some of the weight I had.
"Was it a good choice mum?Did I make a wise decision?" I asked tiredly from crying.
"It cannot be considered a wise choice or a bad choice Percy," she said softly. "The decision is from your heart, follow it and you will find the right path to go."
"I-I don't know, my mind is really messed up now. I can't even trust myself and besides, Artemis doesn't care about me. it's just..." I couldn't finish and Hestia cut me off.
"Do not say that Perseus. I can see it in her eyes. She really cares about you."
"But-"
"If you don't trust me. Then look at this" Hestia snapped her fingers and a pan of fire app
