"Jason Grace," A smooth commanding voice called out from behind him. He glanced over his shoulder to see a woman standing behind him. He turned and bowed low.
"What has giving me the honor of being in your presence, Juno?" he asked, his purple praetor himation touching the ground slightly. The goddess smiled.
"The pleasure is yours I'm sure. I would like to congratulate you on the attack on the Titan's base," she replied. The demigod inclined his head slightly.
"Thank you. The legions of Rome are strong," he said. The goddess sighed.
"So noble," she told him. He shifted slightly.
"Thank you. May I inquire why you are here?" he asked, trying not to sound rude to Rome's goddess.
"Yes, actually. I came to pick something up," she replied. He nodded, his eyebrows raising slightly.
"Would you like me to retrieve it for you? Or send a group to get it?" he asked. The goddess laughed.
"No." She stated. Jason tilted his head slightly.
"Then what would you have me do?" he asked. The goddess stepped towards him.
"You are part of my plan. Your father has given you to me," she said, her voice soft.
"What plan? I don't know. I'll get Reyna," he mumbled, stepping back. He froze, the air leaving his lungs. The goddess watched him fall forward onto his knees.
"Don't worry, demigod. This is just the beginning," she whispered, bending over his unconscious form.