Reyna almost debated making a run for it. It would be easy to shove Nico down and just run. Granted, she didn't know anything about the area around Camp Half-Blood, but she had found her way from some random shore in America all the way to the Wolf House. Well, the dreams did guide her a little, but the point was that she had trusted her gut and found her way to Lupa.

Now, Reyna just needed to repeat that act and make it to the other side of the country. It shouldn't be too hard, even though she didn't have a weapon or really any armor. The Senate had allowed her a single breastplate to wear. A. Single. Breastplate. Reyna was going to strangle each and every member of the Senate when she got back. What if someone attacked Camp Half-Blood? Would Reyna, gods forbid, have to wear Greek armor?

Reyna didn't even get the cloak that marked her as a praetor. She had nearly died for the thing. Oh, it also allowed her to not get stabbed in the back by swords or shot in the back by arrows. It was also pretty impenetrable. What right did the Senate have to take it away for her so called vacation?

Reyna sighed and stared at the ground. She had gotten two hours of sleep the night before. Guilt had hit her hard, so she spent most of the night looking for Frank, which was complicated by the fact that he never came back to his house. Part of her was concerned that she was about to have another Jason situation, until she saw Hazel and Frank going for a walk. She left them alone and returned to her house to pack, think about what she had said, and then pass out in bed.

Frank didn't say much to her that morning. He told her to message them when she had time and had smiled at her, but the smile was fake. It was full of anger and confusion. Reyna looked down at the ground and kicked some grass. Nico glanced at her. The two hadn't said a word to each other.

"So," Nico began. Reyna slowly looked at him and crossed her arms. Nico winced and quickly looked away. Reyna looked down. She was acting like a total ass to her best friend. Reyna had already pissed off Frank, and she didn't need to do the same to Nico.

"I'm sorry," Reyna began. She took a deep breath and sighed. "The Senate told me that I needed to take a vacation, but if I was going to take a vacation, shouldn't I go somewhere that I want to go? Also, a broken arm counts as a vacation. I was on bed rest."

"Well, yeah. Bed rest is a vacation," Nico confirmed. Reyna nodded and gave him a grateful look. Finally, someone agreed with her. "It's like when I passed out from shadow travel and slept for an entire week. I woke up, and everyone kept saying that I needed to rest, but I had been doing it for a whole week."

"Exactly," Reyna said. "Besides, the last placed I would want to take a vacation is Camp Half-Blood. I could be at my own place, making sure nothing gets burned down. I could also be with my sister. We could probably make it two hours without fighting. Well, I'd change that to one, depending on what she was doing last night."

"They said that Frank is getting evaluated," Nico began. He started to walk up the hill. Reyna nodded and looked back at the road. All she had to do was start running and not stop. No one would be able to stop her. Reyna sighed and looked up at the hill. The praetor finally resigned to her fate and walked up the hill. "How does that work?"

"Well, the evaluation happens a few months after the praetor comes into leadership. Once they get a good grasp on things, that is when the Senate decides to pounce like hyenas. They send the senior praetor off on vacation, typically to a place that they want to go to, and they judge the remaining praetor on literally everything that they do," Reyna answered.

"That's not the worst part though," Reyna continued. She glanced at Nico. "The Senate is really trying to throw you off your game. Sooner or later, Lupa will be there to evaluate you. She doesn't say a word. She just follows you."

"Lupa is the wolf goddess, right?" Nico questioned. Reyna nodded. Wolf goddess was putting it lightly. Lupa trained almost every single Roman that made it to Camp Jupiter. Without her blessing, you wouldn't succeed. If Reyna was being honest with herself, Lupa was right up there with Jupiter as the most important immortals in their lives.

"If Lupa does not approve of you as a praetor, that's the end of your career," Reyna said. "Sometimes, she'll just kill you on the spot. Other times, she'll tear you apart verbally, but she uses as few words as possible. It sounds hilarious, but it's actually terrifying. If you don't quit right then and there, the Senate will begin to show you the door."

Reyna made it up the hill and found someone waiting for them. Annabeth looked at her and smiled widely. The daughter of Athena walked over to them and spoke, "We were nervous about who they would send. I'm sure any of the Romans would have been fine, but I'm really glad it was you."

"Thanks," Reyna began. She looked across Camp Half-Blood. It seemed as if most of the campers were making their way to breakfast, and her stomach rumbled at the thought of food. Annabeth looked at her and grinned. "The Senate thought I was the best choice."

"It's true," Nico commented. His eyes moved across the camp, and he seemed to catch sight of his boyfriend. "I'll catch you later, Reyna. Don't try to run out on us."

"I was going to," Reyna said. Nico smiled and practically jogged down the hill. Reyna smiled slightly. She was glad that Nico was coming out of his shell more and hanging out with his boyfriend. Nico was a lot happier. Reyna glanced towards Annabeth. "The Senate was sparse on the details."

"Well, we wanted to plan a lot of activities, but we figured that we should keep things as normal as possible, so you can get a feel for how the camp runs," Annabeth explained. She led Reyna down the hill and towards the pavilion. "If you want to stay in my cabin, you can. The Ares cabin is available as well. If you're not comfortable sharing a room, the Big House is available as well."

"If it's not intruding, I'll stay with your cabin," Reyna said. Annabeth smiled brightly. "I still remember what it is like to sleep in barracks, but if any of you start reciting mathematical formulas in your sleep, I'm leaving."

"We'll try not to," Annabeth said. Reyna allowed a smile to cross her face. She didn't know why she had been so upset about being forced to go to Camp Half-Blood, but it was probably because she didn't have a choice in it. The Senate just told her that she was going, and there was nothing that she could do to stop it. The lack of choice just bothered her. "When we eat, you can sit with Chiron or at any of the tables. We usually sit by cabins and don't mingle."

Annabeth led Reyna into the dinner pavilion. They took their place at the front of a line that was full of children with blonde hair and gray eyes. Reyna assumed it was the children of Athena. Annabeth glanced back at her sibling and spoke, "Everyone, this is Reyna. She's a praetor from Camp Jupiter and will be staying with us for the week. Be nice to her, or you'll be answering to me."

The children of Athena quickly nodded. Reyna watched them and felt Annabeth nudge her. She turned and was given a plate. She followed Annabeth towards a fire, where Annabeth dumped some of her food into the fire. She seemed to whisper something, and she stepped away.

"We offer a portion to the gods. They like the smell," a son of Athena whispered. Reyna glanced back at him and nodded. She scrapped some of her food into the fire and sent a collective prayer up to the gods that she would return to an intact Camp Jupiter. "I'm Malcolm."

"Reyna, but I think you heard that," Reyna said. Malcolm smiled and scrapped a portion of his food into the fire. Reyna glanced back at Annabeth and quickly followed her to a table. She sat down by Annabeth and quietly started to eat her food.

The rest of the Athena cabin sat around them. They all looked nervous, as if wondering how much they could ask. Reyna allowed a small smile to come to her face. She spoke, "You guys can ask whatever you want."

"Not all at once though," Annabeth said quickly. Reyna smirked and looked down at the food. Before the children of Athena could start their questions, they heard the sound of hooves. Reyna frowned and looked up. Chiron smiled at her. Right. He was a centaur. For some reason, she kept forgetting that.

"Praetor, I'm sorry I wasn't there to greet you," Chiron said. He held out a hand. Reyna clasped it tightly and smiled, to show that no harm was done. "I hope you enjoy your visit to Camp Half-Blood. If you need anything, let me know."

"I will," Reyna promised. She looked around. "It might be nice to be a normal camper, for once. Thank you for the hospitality, Chiron."

"It is the least that we can do," Chiron said. He looked at Annabeth and gave her a nod. Annabeth returned it, and Chiron walked away. Reyna watched them and focused back on her food. Malcolm glanced at her.

"So, how do you feel about sparring?" Malcolm questioned. Reyna glanced up at him and noticed that he was holding onto a notebook. Annabeth glanced at the notebook and frowned. "Truthfully, we all took bets on who could disarm you first."

"Wait," Reyna said. She held up a hand. "You guys took a bet on who could disarm me first? And no one told me? How much is the buy in? I want to take all of your guy's money when you lose."

Reyna knew she sounded overconfident, even cocky. She was a Roman; therefore, she was a better fighter than the Greeks. Sure, they liked to move around a lot with their stupid rolls and dodges, but two could play at that game. Reyna was also a daughter of Bellona, making her the best fighter at both of the camps.

"Everyone thinks it is going to be Percy or Annabeth. I think it's going to be Clarisse, if she makes it back from her quest in time," Malcolm replied. He slid the notebook to Reyna. An overwhelming amount of people had placed bets on Percy and Annabeth, and Clarisse had the next amount of bets. More names followed, but Reyna didn't recognize any of them.

"Clarisse isn't going to be back in time," another daughter of Athena said. "She is on a fake quest looking for a fake item. I don't know why Chiron even humored her."

Reyna glanced at Annabeth. The daughter of Athena looked at her and spoke, "Clarisse is going to college in a few weeks. She wanted to have one last quest that, in her words, wouldn't be tainted by Percy. That's a long story that I'll tell you tonight. For some reason, Chiron agreed, and Rachel had a single line of prophecy to give to Clarisse."

"Rachel swears that she didn't make the line up, but I think she just didn't want to hurt Clarisse's feelings," a third child of Athena added. What kind of line is that anyway? The cursed singing, only blood can free. I've heard some weird prophecies, but that has to be fake."

Reyna stared at the food and focused on those lines. She had seen them before, in one of their temples. It had come from the Sibylline books, but that prophecy had been completed a long time ago. It was also the reason that Rome had lost their fleet, but Reyna didn't even know the details. It was classified and somehow above Reyna's clearance. It didn't explain why Rachel had used an old prophecy, but maybe, she did feel bad for Clarisse.

"You'll be following my schedule today, but Nico wants to spend time with you tomorrow. Piper called for the day after that, and I think even Clarisse wanted you to follow her schedule after Piper. All Clarisse really does is harass the new kids," Annabeth said. Reyna nodded, not really hearing the words. All she could think about was that prophecy.

Reyna finally shook her head and focused back on her food. This was suppose to be a vacation, so she would try to relax. There was no need for her to try and get wrapped up in another prophecy or another end the world scenario. Reyna would just try to relax, and hopefully, nothing would ruin that.