I don't ship Jeyna. So here's the question, to ship Rico or not to ship Rico. Reader's opinions please!
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Chapter 2- Reyna
Reyna wished Octavian had opposed her, you know, just a teensy bit. With no opposition the plan worked like clockwork, which gave her a lot of time to think how many times she'd had physical contact with Nico Di Angelo in the past few days.
Shadow traveling was only convenient when Nico was conscious, and shadow traveling took a lot out of the fourteen year old. So they spent a good potion of the trip with Nico being practically carried by Reyna. Coach would have helped, but he was too busy fighting off all the monsters Nico attracted. When they weren't shadow traveling and Nico was awake they'd exchange stories and tend wounds. Reyna had come to enjoy the boy's company.
That's the part she didn't like to think about. He could have left by now!
But he didn't.
Reyna had to admit it, Camp Half Blood showed her things she'd missed as a child. Volleyball. Climbing walls. Strawberries that were to die for. One big happy family. But it wasn't Roman, so she didn't enjoy it as much as she wanted to.
She sat on the ground in the dining pavilion cross legged and playing cards with a daughter of Zeus who claimed to be Jason's sister.
"So do you know Nico very well?" She asked casually, playing a nine.
"Sure, well enough. It was us that took him to camp. I was there when his sister died."
"Hazel?"
"Whose Hazel?"
"Daughter of Pluto."
"No, I mean Bianca Di Angelo. Nico grew up fast when he heard that Bianca died. And he was such... Such a happy little kid." The air shimmered and Nico popped out.
"Thalia. Praetor." He nodded at them in turn. Reyna frowned. Nico had taken to calling her Praetor and she didn't like it.
"Hey Nico." Thalia said with Hunter casualness.
"Hi." Reyna squeaked. When he was gone Thalia studied her.
"Travelling with a boy is awkward." She finally said.
"It is." Reyna agreed.
"Oh, and I win." Thalia grinned.
"How can you possibly be Jason's sister?" Reyna wondered, feeling disgruntled and out of place.
So short. So sadly short. I'm so sorry.
I don't even know.
I'm sorry.