Octavian was the most annoying demigod you knew. There was no word in the dictionary that could express your very obvious hate for the augur. Everything about him made you feel annoyed.

The feeling was mutual, and shared between the both of you.

He hated you just as much as you hated him, but you were the praetor so you had to try and keep the hate to a minimum.

Octavian’s role was just as important though. As the augur, he had to observe and interpret omens, to provide guidance for future events. But he was still so annoying.

“People in the fifth cohort are being a heap of loud losers. You should go deal with them, praetor.” Octavian said with a smirk, disturbing your peace. Gods, his voice was so damn annoying.