Page 3 of Poseidon's Trident
“She’s stuck at the forges until the weather calms down.”
“If it ever calms down,” she grumbles.
We reach the tenth floor—the Poseidon floor—and Thaddeus is sitting alone in the common room. There’s a fountain in the middle of the room and he’s manipulating the water into different shapes. I grimace, not liking fountains after the damn rhyming fountain got us in Winslow. I turn to move up the stairs.
“You don’t think he has anything to do with the crazy weather patterns, do you?” I whisper to Raven.
Her eyes widen as she glances back down the stairs. “The weather was weird before he got here. It wasn’t this bad but it was weird. I don’t think it’s him. Maybe it’s time for another mission?”
“Maybe, but I’m not in any hurry to fight more monsters.”
We get back to my room and flip on my bed spreading out the snacks. I open a bag of chips and pop one into my mouth.
“What’s the plan for when Kira gets here?” Raven asks.
“I don’t know if she’s even coming. Max is an ass,” I grumble.
Raven tilts her head to the side. “I don’t understand.”
“I asked him to give Kira a message and he said he’s not my secretary.”
“What’s that guy’s problem?” she growls.
“I don’t know.” I shake my head.
“Well, we can watch the storm, and then when it lets up, we can go down and kidnap her.” Raven grins.
“I like that idea. I have all the beauty products we could possibly need in the bathroom.”
“What are you planning?” She rests her head in her hand.
“Girls’ night makeovers and figure out a plan to get Dax to notice her.” I grab another chip.
“That way if it works, it’s not technically meddling. You might be onto something, B.” Raven chuckles.
“Right. We aren’t meddling, just helping him notice what’s been right in front of him all along.”
We wait until the storm lets up enough and rush down the stairs. Kira is just walking in the door. A chill rolls through the foyer of the dorms and she shivers.
“Kira, come up to my dorm with us,” I say. “We want to have a girls’ night.”
“Girls’ night?” she asks with a bit of trepidation. “I don’t know.”
She glances at her dorm like someone is going to save her but Raven loops her arm through hers. “C’mon, it’ll be fun.”
Kira tries to dig in her heels and glance around for help, but Raven is too strong and tugs her up the stairs.
“Guys, really. I’m cold and wet and just want to sleep,” Kira groans.
“Sleep is boring,” Raven says, tugging her up the stairs.
“It’s hopeless to resist. Once Raven gets her mind set on something, she’s like Cerberus with a human leg bone.”
“Hey,” Raven snaps, glaring at me.
“What does that even mean?” Kira asks with a shudder.
“If you ever meet him in the underworld, you will definitely know what I’m talking about.” I laugh.
