Grover blushed. "That's silly. I'm not scary."

 

"You're a lord of the Wild, dude. The chosen one of Pan. A member of the Council

of — "

 

"Stop it!" Grover protested. "You're as bad as Juniper. I think she wants me to

run for president next." He chewed on a tin can as we stared across the pond at

the line of new cabins under construction. The U-shape would soon be a complete

rectangle, and the demigods had really taken to the new task with gusto.

 

Nico had some undead builders working on the Hades cabin. Even though he was

still the only kid in it, it was going to look pretty cool: solid obsidian walls

with a skull over the door and torches that burned with green fire twenty-four

hours a day. Next to that were the cabins of Iris, Nemesis, Hecate, and several

others I didn't recognize. They kept adding new ones to the blueprints every

day. It was going so well, Annabeth and Chiron were talking about adding an

entirely new wing of cabins just so they could have enough room.

 

The Hermes cabin was a lot less crowded now, because most of the unclaimed kids

had received signs from their godly parents. It happened almost every night, and

every night more demigods straggled over the property line with the satyr

guides, usually with some nasty monsters pursuing them, but almost all of them

made it through.

 

"It's going to be a lot different next summer," I said. "Chiron's expecting