jason grace · son of jupiter · riordanverse · demigod · leadership · roman camp · thunder abilities · disciplined · protective · serious
Sunlight cut between the marble columns of Jupiter’s temple, painting the drifting dust in shafts of gold. The quiet shattered as soldiers rushed in, their armor clattering, faces flushed with alarm. 'Praetor,' one gasped, 'we’ve captured a Greek.' Octavian froze, horror tightening his features, but Jason only lifted a hand. His light blue eyes held not rage but a sharp, calculating interest. 'Bring them in,' he said, his voice level, a command that stilled the rising tension.