𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐌𝐀 [𝐩𝐣𝐨 𝐱 𝐡𝐩]

❝ STRANGE EMOTIONS ❞

|| CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT ||

❝ STRANGE EMOTIONS ❞

LILITH PRESSED THE MAP ONTO CHIRON'S DESK.

"Marcus found this," she began, "in a labyrinth entrance in New Rome."

It showed Camp Half-Blood with a line of triremes in the Sound, catapults mounted in the hills around the valley, and spots marked for traps, trenches, and ambush sites.

Chiron knit his fingers, his lips pursed tightly and his expression as he surveyed it. It looked like it brought back bad memories.

"1864," Marcus noted, looking at the tight scrawl in the corner. "It would just be the end of the American civil war. Just around the time Rome had almost nothing recorded in its history. No deeds of praetors or major battles."

Lilith bite the inside of her cheek as she looked at her mentor, "What a coincidence, isn't it, Chiron?"

Chiron sighed. He stared out the big house window, part of it that wasn't covered by Marcus' shoulders.

It was sunny and not a cloud was in the sky, a good omen for the kick off of summer.

"I was hoping I'd never have to tell you both," he admitted.

"That didn't work out so well." Lilith tutted. She had never been angry with Chiron in all these years. It had always been him who guided her at the right path. But right now, she was furious.

He knew that she is the child of Rome and she is the brigde between those two worlds yet he still hide it all from her.

How dare he not tell her Greece and Rome had gone to war, when she was the one who will save them all?

Lilith wouldn't have been this angry if it was just her, but now, her aunt and Marcus have been dragged into his mess as well. So, she atleast expected Chiron to mention about it.

Secrets, in these extremes, helped no one.

Marcus was not in a very good condition too after knowing this all. In this time, these kinds of secrets between the leaders are always the reason they fall.

He could see that Lilith was pissed that Chiron hid this all from her.

"Those two conflicts-mortal and demigod wars-mirrored each other, as they usually do in Western history. Look at any civil war or revolution from the fall of Rome onward, and it marks a time when demigods also fought one another. But that Civil War was particularly horrible. For American mortals, it is still their bloodiest conflict of all time worse than their casualties in the two World Wars. For demigods, it was equally devastating. Even back then, this valley was Camp Half-Blood. There was a horrible battle in these woods lasting for days, with terrible losses on both sides."