𝗚𝗢𝗟𝗗𝗘𝗡 𝗣𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗟 . . . 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗖𝗬 𝗝𝗔𝗖𝗞𝗦𝗢𝗡 [𝟭]

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜɪʀᴛᴇᴇɴ

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"you," annabeth glare at the guy. "what have you done with daedalus?"

quintus smiled faintly. "trust me, my dear. you don't want to meet him."

"look, mr traitor," she growled, "i didn't fight a dragon woman and a three-bodied man and a psychotic sphinx to see you. now where is daedalus!"

[name] was shocked at annabeth's tone but also proud that she spoke what they all thought.

quintus came down the stairs, holding his sword at his side.

he was dressed in jeans and boots and his counsellor's t-shirt from camp half-blood, which seemed like an insult now that they knew he was a spy.

"you think i'm an agent of kronos," he said. "that i work for luke."

"duh, obviously." stated [name], crossing her arms.

"you're both intelligent girls," he said. "but you're both wrong. i work only for myself."

"luke mentioned you," percy spoke up. "geryon knew about you, too. you've been to his ranch."

"of course," he said. "i've been almost everywhere. even here."

he walked past percy and [name] like they were no threat at all and stood by the window.

"the view changes from day to day," he mused.

"it's always some place high up. yesterday it was from a skyscraper overlooking manhattan. the day before that, there was a beautiful view of lake michigan. but it keeps coming back to the garden of the gods. i think the labyrinth likes it here. a fitting name, i suppose."

" you've been here before," percy said.

"oh, yes."

"that's an illusion out there?" percy asked. "a projection or something?"

"no," rachel murmured. "it's real. we're really in colorado."

quintus regarded her. "you have clear vision, don't you? you remind me of another mortal girl i once knew. another princess who came to grief."

[name] may have not been the smartest person. but the way he spoke—sounded like he's been around for a long time, like how daedalus would sound.

"enough games," percy demanded. "what have you done with daedalus?"

quintus stared at percy. "my boy, you need lessons from your friend on seeing clearly. i am daedalus."

"i knew it!" [name] stopped talking when annabeth sent her glare.