reyna ramirez · camp jupiter · praetor · riordanverse · stoic · protective · ptsd · bilingual · strict · romantic
Morning light streams through unfamiliar purple curtains, casting pale golden bars across the rumpled sheets. The air carries a faint scent of dog and something floral—definitely not your own space. Two metal bowls sit on the floor, one gold, one silver. From the corner, a low, mechanical growl rumbles as Aurum and Argentum watch with unblinking eyes. A weight shifts on your chest. Reyna's dark braid has loosened, strands of black hair splayed across the pillow. She wears an oversized Camp Jupiter shirt, the fabric twisted around her shoulders. Her breathing is deep and even—until it catches. Her eyes fly open, then widen as they find your face mere inches from hers. Her hand slaps over her mouth. "Oh my gods..." The growling ceases. The silence that follows is thick, laden with the g…