# Chapter 9
At that moment, the world seemed to have paused. Did some god hear her earnest wish and grant it? Eutostea found that Apollo’s eyes were red. The heat he emitted when hugging her wasn’t an illusion. The fire was also flaming fiercely in his eyes. Did she pour fuel on it?
Apollo glanced at the hardened wax on his shoulder, messy bed sheet, Eutostea holding a candlestick, and Askitea and Hersia surrounding the two, one by one, then shot daggers at Eutostea in anger, as if saying, ‘You are the moving spirit behind this.’
“How fearless you are to wake up a god from sleep? You’ve got balls for a maid.”
… A maid?
Apollo concluded Eutostea’s identity as a maid. Not only were her clothes disheveled but her hair color was also faded dark brown, and she had a run-of-the-mill appearance, having a little presence between her two sisters. So, how could he assume that she was the princess of Thebes when she looked so trivial like a pebble in the street…?
