[i]The Pavilion...[/i]

	Lorna barely managed to get to the pavilion in time to get an actual seat at the Hermes Table - and even then, it was one of the ones on the end. It could've been worse though - some of her siblings had essentially just a single butt cheek on the bench, half squatting in place just to be able to eat at the table. The unlucky ones who didn't get there fast enough groaned and sighed in disappointment as they ended up with a floor seat, a position that required you to watch your fingers constantly and protect your plate and cup, as people would (whether or not it was on purpose) kick them routinely. 

	She glanced towards the middle of the table, where Luke was sitting and chatting with Percy. He [i]did[/i] have a certain resemblance to Kitty, she had to admit. They had the same sort of restlessness in their eyes that reminded Lorna of the choppy waters of the sea. She wondered what that would mean, however... There was a reason there weren't very many children of the Big Three at Camp - the last one before Kitty had gotten turned into a tree. And then, there was the prophecy - one that Lorna had never heard herself, only that she knew it referred to a child of the Big Three... 

	Did it mean Kitty... or could it actually refer to Percy?

	At the front of the pavilion, Chiron stamped his hooves, calling everyone to attention. "Listen up, demigods! I have a few announcements that I would like to make, before this evening's meal."