# Chapter 21
“You are away from Olympus. Surprising, goddess Hestia. Who’s going to take care of the hearth if you’re not there?”
Apollo expressed courtesy to the goddess and greeted her bluntly.
It actually sounded like he was picking a fight with her. Hestia smiled and responded, “It’s the biggest celebration night in Greek, so how can I miss visiting Delphi? You’re the only one shedding tears in the festival, Apollo.”
“How much did you hear?”
Even though he asked the question, Apollo was sure that Hestia would have quietly watched this entire situation.
Hestia stepped down the altar with soft steps. As she came closer, Apollo was afraid that she would discover the traces of his tears more clearly. But at the same time, wiping out his tears with the back of his hand like cleaning off blood seemed to be a kid whining and crying in front of a grownup, so his pride wouldn’t allow him to do that.
