29 AN UNWELCOME GUEST.

PERCY'S POV On the night of the dinner party, we meticulously set up the dining area with attention to detail. The aroma of Italian spices filled the air as Karen presented each dish—a true masterpiece crafted by her own hands. The guests were greeted with warmth and hospitality, and throughout the evening, their murmurs of appreciation for the exquisite flavors echoed in the room. Karen moved gracefully among them, receiving compliments and smiles that reflected her culinary success. “Is that the great Karen I've always heard about?” my mum's friend said. I was standing by her to show my support when Mathilda spoke up. Karen greeted her with a smile even though she was a stranger. “Hello, Mathilda. How are you doing today?” I greeted. “Oh, my prince charming, Percy. I feel super agile today. The aroma of these pleasant dishes gives me the chills.” She said “Anyways, I am Mathilda, the host of this dinner Karen told me about you and saved me from sneaky