જ⁀➴ “Okay, so, these are the pegasi stables,” Victoria said, striding ahead and pushing open the wide wooden doors. She didn’t wait for you to catch up, her pace brisk and purposeful.

The summer sun was already touching the top of HalfBlood-Hill despite the early hour. It was quiet, the camp still waking up. After arriving late last night, this was your first real chance to see the place—and Victoria had been assigned as your guide.

“So,” she said after a moment, turning to face you. Her amber eyes were calm, but there was an edge to them, like she was sizing you up. “Any questions about the camp so far?”

Her tone was just simple and casual.