Rylan had arrived.

Delphinia only knew for certain when she heard the voice of a young boy being carried throughout the halls, followed by laughter. For being Apollo's child, Rylan was a joy. Full of energy, sweet, and being raised into a little gentleman already at the tender age of seven-years-old.

Peeking her head into the study where she could hear Rylan yodeling, the young woman spotted Apollo at his desk - just where she knew he would be. Delphi cleared her throat. "Hey.. Apollo."

"Yes?" The man answered, sparing her a glance.

"I just wanted to apologize.. for earlier."