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━━ chapter four a curse of tragedy ( savreen )
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━━Now that things seemed to have settled, Savreen allowed herself to admit she was scared. She had never truly felt like she belonged anywhere, or had a home to return to since her grandparents passed and she moved from town to town, house to house, school to school, but she still felt like she had been dragged away from something important. Her whole life had changed in a matter of seconds, and now she had no idea where her friends were. They were here, somewhere, but this small camp suddenly felt like miles of an ocean expanding out in every direction; she searched for Leo amongst the heads swimming in the currents, but she couldn't find him, anywhere.
Claire frowned at the way Savreen tilted her head towards the direction of the cabins, her eyes yearning for something she couldn't see.
"What's wrong?" she asked her as they passed the back row of cabins for the minor gods and goddesses (and Hades, apparently).
"Leo," she murmured before she could stop herself. "Is he all right? A━and Piper. Can I see them? Will I be able to stay in their cabins?"
She felt stupid for asking such a question; like a child asking to sleep over. But Claire seemed to understand in a way she didn't. "You'll stay in the same cabin as your siblings," she answered simply.
What if I don't have siblings? Savreen asked to herself with a sudden pang of fear. Not that she wasn't used to it. She's been alone most of her life, but the thought of having to stay in a cabin, alone, in a foreign place ... it made her skin crawl. But she didn't say this. Instead, she nodded and they continued to walk. Claire seemed to be in a little bit of a better mood now, but Savreen could still see that dull gleam in her eyes, the flickers towards the direction of the ocean, as if expecting Percy to arrive out of nowhere.
They came into the main group of Cabins. Centred around a bonfire in a 'U' shape. The two at the tip were humongous; glorified cabins that stood tall like Greek Parthenons with differing colours. Savreen didn't know why, but she didn't really need to ask who they belonged to. She could feel it. In the way the one on her left seemed to thunder in her ear and the one beside it smelt of a sweet wedding perfume.
"Zeus and Hera," murmured Savreen, not sure where the words came from, but they did. "Right? King and Queen of Olympus?"
Claire nodded, "More like a King and his Cow," the sky thundered, but Claire couldn't care less. She rolled her eyes up at it. "Hera and I don't exactly get along."
"I can tell," Savreen murmured. Claire smirked, amused.
Moving along, she pointed to a bright, golden cabin that if Savreen glanced at it too precisely, the light burnt at her eyes. "That's my cabin. My Dad's a little ... well, dramatic."
