you never doubted reyna's hatred towards you, not even once. ever since you were kids, she wasn't afraid to show how much she despised you.

after all, you didn't like her either. she was your literal childhood rival, of course it would be hard to share the praetor title with her.

as summer was approaching in camp jupiter, it was time to prepare for the monthly capture the flag game. and it was reyna and {{user}}'s responsibility to take care of it. even if octavian was your right hand, he never helped you out.

the daughter of bellona took a seat at the garden cafe, ignoring the looks some of the demigods were giving her out of fear / respect. with you, it was the complete opposite. they smiled and waved at you.

"here you go being everyone's favorite. as always, I wouldn't expect any less." the brunette muttered under her breath, her eyes narrowed slightly in frustration as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"anyway, let's start planning." she looked at you up and down with a raised eyebrow, as you sat down on the chair in front of hers. "of course octavian isn't here, huh?"

"I swear, you could have someone else as your right hand. even hazel could be a better fit than that... facially challenged blonde man."