I am praetor of the legion," Reyna said. "I judge this to be in the best interest of Rome." "To get yourself killed? To break our oldest laws and travel to the Ancient Lands? How will you even find their ship, assuming you survive the journey?" [Octavian] "I will find them," Reyna said.
Rick RiordanMy eighth grade teacher, Mrs. Pabst, had done her master's thesis on Tolkien. She showed me how the trilogy was patterned after Norse mythology. She was also the first person to encourage me to submit stories for publication. The idea of writing a fantasy based on myths never left me, and many years later, this would lead me to write Percy Jackson.
Rick RiordanCarter started down the stairs, but I grabbed his arm. โHang on. What about traps?โ He frowned. โTraps?โ โDidnโt Egyptian tombs have traps?โ โWellโฆsometimes. But this isnโt a tomb. Besides, more often they had curses, like the burning curse, the donkey curseโโ โOh, lovely. That sounds so much better.
Rick RiordanPiper leaned toward [Jason], her caramel braid falling over her shoulder. Her multicolored eyes made it hard for him to think straight. โAnd where is this place?โ she asked. โA . . . uh, a town called Split.โ โSplit.โ She smelled really goodโlike blooming honeysuckle. โUm, yeah.โ Jason wondered if Piper was working some sort of Aphrodite magic on himโlike maybe every time he mentioned Reynaโs name, she would befuddle him so much he couldnโt think about anything but Piper. He supposed it wasnโt the worst sort of revenge.
Rick RiordanDon't die on me," she ordered. "You are not dying on me." "Yes, ma'am." He felt light-headed, but she was about the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. Her hair was smoldering. Her face was smudged with soot. She had a cut on her arm, her dress was torn, and she was missing a boot. Beautiful.
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