She finds herself at her desk, turning over the brown paper parcel in her hand. It's from her sister Hylla. She puts the parcel down and opens the letter that lies next to it. The seal of the Amazons is on the envelope.
Dear Reyna,
This has been sitting on the shelves for a while and no one has claimed it. I thought that you'd like it. If not, you can send it back or give it to someone else. It's supposed to show your deepest and darkest desire. Do you want to know what mine was? Mine was that I was a true sorceress and had completed training at Circe's School of Magic. Amazons ruled the world and I had killed those pests that destroyed our home. Anyway, I'd like to know what you see. That is, if you're comfortable enough to tell me. If you're not that's okay. I love you and hope you're doing well. Write me back as soon as you can.
Good Fortune,
Hylla
Reyna laughs and rolls her eyes at her sister's letter. Of course her darkest desire would be world domination and killing those kids that destroyed C.C's island. She picks up the parcel and unwraps it. Inside the layers of paper is a silver compact mirror, the kind that women usually carry around in their purses, with an odd engraving on it inlaid with gold: επιθυμία.
She opens the mirror and looks inside. Reyna's eyes widen and a strangled gasp escapes her. She drops the mirror and begins to hyperventilate, running her hands through her hair.
Her heartbeat feels too fast as it pounds in her ears. Her cheeks too hot with the blazing blush that instantly flashes through not only her face, but her whole body.
Because what she sees in that mirror is what she least expected to see. Reyna expected to see herself at the island, maybe. Or being made immortal by the gods. Possibly even influencing the future in such a way that even the mortals know her name and create a large monument dedicated to her.
What she least expected to see was what she actually saw: Jason Grace smiling back at her.