When Chiron hosted a party in honor of reuniting the two camps, Octavian was the only one not having a good time. He stared at everyone with a blank expression- until Rachel Dare sat next to him. Her overalls were stained with paint and her red hair was carelessly brushed back. She smiled at him, and that was enough to make Octavian think that maybe, just maybe, Greeks weren't all that bad
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