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REBECCA stared down where the icicle had stabbed her, no blood flood out.

Nobody said a word, not even Hera who liked to run her mouth so much.

Khione stared at the lack of injury. Rebecca bit her tongue and pulled the ice thing off.

She was alive and breathing, no wound. Yay! Not yay. Hera now knew about her secret, which was terrible.

If she pretended to die could she get away with it? Probably not since she wasn't that good of an actress, or so she thought.

Hera gasped, "you-"

"What've you done?" Jason demanded, ignoring the goddess behind him, which was unlike prim and proper Jason.

"Oh, so many things," the snow goddess purred. "Your sister's not dead, if that's what you mean. She and her Hunters will make fine toys for our wolves. I thought we'd defrost them one at a time and hunt them down for amusement. Let them be the prey for once." The wolves snarled appreciatively.

Rebecca looked at the with disgust evident in her face.

"Yes, my dears." Khione kept her eyes on Jason.
"Your sister almost killed their king, you know. Lycaon's off in a cave somewhere, no doubt licking his wounds, but his minions have joined us to take revenge for their master. And soon Porphyrion will arise, and we shall rule the world."

Rebecca stepped in. Are you delusional? Wait, you actually ate. Do you honestly think you'll rule beside Porphyrion?"

Khione glared at Rebecca, but didn't do anything, since she couldn't kill someone who was already dead.

"Traitor!" Hera shouted ignoring Rebecca. "You meddlesome, D-list goddess! You aren't worthy to pour my wine, much less rule the world."

Khione sighed. "Tiresome as ever, Queen Hera. I've been wanting to shut you up for millennia."

Rebecca couldn't imagine being with Hera for a millennial.

Khione waved her hand, and ice encased the prison, sealing in the spaces between the earthen tendrils
.
"That's better," the snow goddess said. "Now, demigods, about your death—"

"You're the one who tricked Hera into coming here," Jason said. "You gave Zeus the idea of closing Olympus."

The wolves snarled, and the storm spirits whinnied, ready to attack, but Khione held up her hand.

"Patience, my loves." Wait what. "If he wants to talk, what matters? The sun is setting, and time is on our side. Of course, Jason Grace. Like snow, my voice is quiet and gentle, and very cold.
It's easy for me to whisper to the other gods, especially when I am only confirming their own deepest fears. I also whispered in Aeolus's ear that he should issue an order to kill demigods. It is a small service for Gaea, but I'm sure I will be well rewarded when her sons the giants come to power."

"You could've killed us in Quebec," Rebecca said. "Why let us live?"

Khione wrinkled her nose at her. "Messy business, killing you in my father's house, especially when he insists on meeting all visitors. I did try, you remember but then you melted and," she gestured at the other three, "I fully expected you to fail."

"And to help us with that," Leo said, "you knocked our dragon out of the sky over Detroit. Those frozen wires in his head-—that was your fault. You're gonna pay for that."

"You're also the one who kept Enceladus informed about us," Piper added. "We've been plagued by snowstorms the whole trip."

"Yes, I feel so close to all of you now!" Khione said.
"Once you made it past Omaha, I decided to asked Lycaon to track you down so Jason could die here, at the Wolf House." Khione smiled at him. "You see, Jason, your blood spilled on this sacred ground will taint it for generations.

Your demigod brethren will be outraged, especially when they find the bodies of these two from Camp Half-Blood.

They'll believe the Greeks have conspired with giants. It will be ... delicious." Piper and Leo didn't seem to understand what she was saying. But Jason and Rebecca knew.

They both realised how good Khione's plan actually was, Rebecca was impressed, minions of the bigger villains were much stupider.

"You'll set demigods against demigods," he said.

"It's so easy!" said Khione. "As I told you, I only encourage what you would do anyway."

"But why?" Piper spread her hands. "Khione, you'll tear the world apart. The giants will destroy everything. You don't want that. Call off your monsters."

Khione hesitated, then laughed. "Your persuasive powers are improving, girl. But I am a goddess. You can't charm-speak me. We wind gods are creatures of chaos! I'll overthrow Aeolus and let the storms run free. If we destroy the mortal world, all the better! They never honored me, even in Greek times. Humans and their talk of global warming. Pah! I'll cool them down quickly enough. When we retake ancient places!"

"The ancient places." Leo's eyes widened. "That's what Enceladus meant about destroy the roots of the gods. He meant Greece."

"You could join me, son of Hephaestus," Khione said. "I know you find me beautiful." Gag. " It would be enough for my plan if these other thre-two were to die. Reject that ridiculous destiny the Fates have given you.
Live and be my champion, instead. Your skills would be quite useful."

Leo looked stunned. He glanced behind him, like Khione might be talking to somebody else. But Rebecca didn't doubt him, which was odd since she doubted most people.

Then Leo laughed so hard, he doubled over. "Yeah, join you. Right.
Until you get bored of me and turn me into a Leosicle? Lady, nobody messes with my dragon and gets away with it. I can't believe I thought you were hot."

Khione's face turned red. "Hot? You dare insult me? I am cold, Leo Valdez. Very, very cold."

Rebecca looked at her with disgust, again for the ten thousand time in the day, Khione was getting on her very last nerve.

Khione shot a blast of wintry sleet at the demigods, but Leo held up his hand. A wall of fire roared to life in front of them, and the snow dissolved in a steamy cloud.

Leo grinned. "See, lady, that's what happens to snow in Texas. It— freaking— melts."

Khione hissed. "Enough of this. Hera is failing. Porphyrion is rising.
Kill the demigods. Let them be our king's first meal!"

Rebecca lifted her dagger, and charged against ten monsters.

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- so for the future it's important that
hera knows rebecca was dead

- this was lowk boring i know 😭

- btw this will be a trilogy, there are two
more books, before this one and then the
rest of hoo in one book

- have a good week :)

flo <3

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