It is true I do not like fire. But Leo Valdez's flames are not strong enough to trouble me." Somewhere behind Hazel, a soft, lyrical voice said, "What about my flames, old friend?" "You," he said from Percy's mouth. "Me," Hecate agreed. "It has been millennia since I fought at the side of a demigod. What do you say? Shall we play with fire?
Rick RiordanNumber eight, the silver one, belongs to Artemis. She vowed to be a maiden forever. So of course, no kids. The cabin is, you know, honorary. If she didn't have one, she'd be mad.
Rick RiordanCacus.โ Iโd had years of practice looking dumb when people threw out Greek names I didnโt know. Itโs a skill of mine. Annabeth keeps telling me to read a book of Greek myths, but I donโt see the need. Itโs easier just to have folks explain stuff.
Rick RiordanStop smiling!โ she ordered. โI can see you, Carter. Ohโฆand, uh, hullo, Walt.โ The pot monster made squeaky grinding noises as it stood up straight. One clunky arm rose and tried to fix Sadieโs nonexistent hair. Leave it to Sadie to be self-conscious around boys, even when sheโs made out of pots and duct tape.
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