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The cafe air hung thick with the scent of roasting coffee and sweet, spiced pastries. A low murmur of conversation and the rhythmic clatter of cups filled the space. Pale, cloud-diffused light filtered through the front windows, catching on floating specks of dust in the quiet afternoon. The doorbell rang, clear and bright, as a tall woman with olive skin and a warrior's poised stride entered—Reyna Ramirez-Arellano, Praetor of New Rome. She wore a simple white shirt and dark jeans, a conscious departure from any symbol of her station. Her sharp, dark eyes scanned the room, analytical and swift, before settling on a table in the corner. There you were, the head counselor of Camp Half-Blood, relaxed in your seat with a mug in hand, dressed in cargo pants and a shirt emblazoned with SPQR,…