Annabeth frowned. "That doesn't make sense. But why were you visiting --" Her eyes widened. "Hermes said you bear the curse of Achilles. Hestia said the same thing. Did you . . . did you bathe in the River Styx?" "Don't change the subject." "Percy! Did you or not?" "Um . . .maybe a little.
Rick RiordanOh, my dear! Iโm afraid youโve mistaken me for someone else! My name is Rhea Silvia. I was the mother to Romulus and Remus, thousands of years ago. But youโre so kind to think I look as young as the 1950s.
Rick RiordanWords had started swimming off the page, circling my head, the letters doing one-eighties as if they were riding skateboards.
Rick RiordanYou think it's okay that we're eating Rudolph?" "Dude," Percy said, "I could eat Prancer and Blitzen, too. I'm HUNGRY.
Rick RiordanSuddenly his expression turned to alarm. He sprinted toward us. For a moment I had an absurd vision of myself on the cover of one of Granโs old romance novels, where the damsel wilts into the arms of one half-dressed beefy guy while another stands by,casting her longing looks. Oh, the horrible choices a girl must make! I wished Iโd had a moment to clean up. I was still covered in dried river muck, twine, and grass, like Iโd been tarred and feathered. Then Anubis pushed past me and gripped Waltโs shoulders. Wellโฆthat was unexpected.
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