Chapter XXIII

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Reyna POV:
I looked down at what I had.
All what I had looked mainly,...
Black.
Not that I was complaining, but I'm just not used to the color. When I was praetor, I had to wear a dark purple cape with Roman armor under it.
It felt uncomfortable.
And when I was in Circe's island, I had to put on makeup and wear dresses.
After that day, I never wore that type of clothing again.
I looked at my reflection.
"Do you like it?" Piper asked.
I could only nod, for I feared that I might start rambling on and on.
"Well, I'm glad you like it." She said.
"C'mon, the others are waiting for you to finish so they can try out their new clothes." Piper urged me. I nodded and she left. I changed back into my black skinny jeans and purple Camp Jupiter shirt.
"Calypso," I said,
"your next."

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