Percy covered his hair when he stepped out of the inn, breathing in deeply. Flynn was hopping around him excitedly. Unfortunately, Thalos was too tired to follow them to the smithy, but he assured Percy that the man would recognize him.
He was happy for just a moment though, because he thought that Thalos trusted him to take care of himself. But he soon caught a sly smile on Thalos' face. His father probably thought he was giving Percy a chance to be alone with Flynn.
His parents were often like that, they thought tricking him was that easy. So he just put it out of his mind as he was determined to enjoy today.
The city was lively despite the murder of almost thirty people yesterday. The stone streets were crowded with people walking around and carriages filled with farm produce or meat.
Flynn held onto his shoulders as they walked, speaking occasionally.
"Have you even started learning how to use Fighting spirit with weapons yet? I hear it's easy but hard at the same time."
