Author's Note: I'm a huge Leyna shipper: I have been since The Lost Hero. My OTP kind of died in the beginning of Mark of Athena, so I'm making my own story to repair it. It probably won't follow the storyline of MoA, so forgive me if you're big on that.
I'll try to upload at least once a week, but if I don't, please forgive me.
Happy Reading!
Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Heroes of Olympus, or any of the characters associated with it. All belong to Rick Riordan.
Chapter One
Reyna was going to kill that son of Hephaestus.
He destroyed her home. He destroyed her life. He destroyed her chances with Jason. But, most importantly, he destroyed her heart and her mind.
Ever since that day that the mischievous repair boy waltzed into her life, she couldn't stop thinking about him. He was silly. He was crazy. He was annoying. He ruined her life. Yet, the only thing she thought about was him.
She thought she was going crazy. She thought she was insane. She knew she was going to get her heart broken.
If there was anything she was positively sure of, he was fire and she was ice. They don't mix.
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Leo had managed to screw everything up once more.
He had been told to show Octavian around the ship. It was a simple enough task, even with his mind occupied with that Reina.
He had been showing that stuck-up, teddy bear killer around and the next thing he knew, the Argo II was sailing away from New Rome in record time with Leo to blame.
He had no idea what had happened. It was like he could feel himself attacking the camp, yet it wasn't him doing those things.
Whether he did it or not, he was flying away from his newly found reina, and he was unsure if he'd ever see her again. That was, he was unsure if he'd ever see his queen again without her sword at his scrawny neck.
As much as he wished it wasn't so, fire and ice definitely don't mix.