"You didn't think you would make it this far either," Will said.
They were spending the day inside the old amphitheater and while he was studying for the endless exams and essays Nico was wandering around the stage looking at the old props. A mixed bag of other demigods were there too, perfecting their skit.
A red cape and a yellow jacket. A pair of glass slippers that looked plain from one angle and glittered like rubies from the other. Nico wondered which demigod crafted them in the first place. He picked up a dragon mask and held it over his face before looking in the mirror.
"That's a really cool sword," one of the girls said, approaching him. He dropped the mask as she came near.
"You would think so, Kahlan," one of her friends teased her.
"Thanks," he told her. He looked down at it, hanging off his side. He didn't feel like a gunslinger anymore but he remembered what had gone into the forging of it. A vast field of roses...
Something about the presence of Kahlan compelled him to tell her about how Gaia needed two of her giants to keep him from escaping. So he told her that version.
He wondered which Olympian was her parent.