Rue’s POV

If someone had told me a year ago that I would spend my Saturday wandering through an exotic beast exhibition with Percy of all people, I would’ve laughed in their face. Yet here I was, walking beside him along a long stretch of rare creatures from distant territories.

The exhibition hall was enormous, broad platforms divided by wooden poles, each containing a different beat. I spotted some frost stags, and even a winged mara, rare, magnificent, and notoriously ...