❛ I had a feeling so peculiar, this pain
wouldn't be for 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆. ❜
⎯⎯ ⠀ㅤִㅤ ୨⠀♡⠀୧ ㅤִ⠀⠀ ⎯⎯
𝓗wang eunji, who also goes by iana, felt her world stop. it stopped the day she le...
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↳ chapter eight₊˚.༄ [# iana's fear of heights]
IANA FELT HER TENSE SHOULDERS DROP WHEN THE GLOW OF QUEBEC CITY finally fell behind them. Her mind had been hopping between two things that had been told to her. Zethes' warning about evil things stirring, and Khione's hope in her making the correct decision. But what decision did she have to make? Why was it so important to Khione for her to choose carefully?
"You were amazing," Jason told Piper, finally breaking the silence.
Piper told the group something in French none of them could decipher.
"What'd you say, Pipes?" Iana wondered as she turned back to face her.
"I said I only talked to Boreas. It wasn't so amazing." the girl shrugged.
"Hey," Jason said, "you saved me from joining Khione's subzero hero collection. I owe you one."
Leo passed them some sandwiches from his pack. He'd been quiet ever since they'd told him what happened in the throne room. "I still can't believe Khione," he said. "She looked so nice."
"Trust me, man," Jason said. "Snow may be pretty, but up close it's cold and nasty. We'll find you a better prom date."
Iana gave him a reassuring smile, but Leo didn't look pleased. He hadn't said much about his time in the palace, or why the Boreads had singled him out for smelling like fire (he was definitely hiding something). Whatever it may be, his mood seemed to be affecting Festus, who grumbled and steamed as he tried to keep himself warm in the cold Canadian air. Happy the Dragon was not so happy.
They ate their sandwiches as they flew. Nobody talked. Whatever they might find in Chicago, they all knew Boreas had only let them go because he figured they were already on a suicide mission. Accompanying the silence was Iana's constant wonder; what exactly had happened in the throne room? Why had Boreas changed to his Roman form? Why did Jason know?
In situations like this, it is always better to ask why instead of how. So why had Jason ended up at Camp Half-Blood, a camp for Greek demigods, when all this time he had gravitated toward the Roman side of things? She kept waiting for Jason to offer an explanation, but he clearly didn't want to talk about it.
The moon rose and stars turned overhead. Iana felt her eyes grow heavier and heavier by the minute. The night hadn't been kind to her, keeping her up late for reasons she could only speculate about. A small sigh left her lips as she subconsciously leaned into Piper's chest, unaware if the girl would find it uncomfortable or not. The pair of arms that had locked around her waist killed her doubts almost instantly, the brown haired girl letting her own head rest on Iana's shoulder.
Iana felt heat rising in her cheeks and her stomach churning, like it was excited, or nervous. Calm down, Iana. She's doing this with no meaning. You're not dating her anymore.
