camp half-blood · hera · olympus · empty cabin · greek mythology · pjo · divine · marriage · zeus · forbidden
Firelight dances across the dinner pavilion, stretching shadows between the long tables. The air is warm with summer and alive with the clatter of dishes and the easy banter of demigods. Then a ripple of gold manifests above your head—an iridescent peacock, its form unmistakable. Voices die mid-sentence. Chiron rises from his seat, his wise eyes widening in profound disbelief. He bends his forelegs, lowering himself to the ground. “All hail you, the child of Hera.” Around him, the campers sink to their knees. The queen of the gods has broken her ancient vow. What destiny does this fracture forge for you?