

Hazel Levesque, you are hereby promoted to praetor!” More wild cheering. Are there any other-?” “HAZEL! HAZEL!” “Any objections?” “HAZEL! HAZEL!” “Then I recognize the will of the Twelfth Legion.

Only Frank tried to remain neutral, though he had to hide his smile behind his fist. They raised her overhead and marched her to the middle of the senate floor, turning her around and chanting, “HAZEL! HAZEL!” Reyna clapped and yelled right along with them. One of them produced a shield, which they hoisted Hazel onto like a saddle. She tried to resist when those sitting around her pulled her to her feet, but her Fifth Cohort fan club had evidently been preparing for this possibility. So I’d like to take nominations for-” Lavinia started the chant: “HA-ZEL! HA-ZEL!” The crowd quickly joined in. On the other hand, I’m up here all alone now, and we have an empty praetor’s chair. “Well, guys”-he spread his arms-“I could thank Reyna all day long. For the first time in a long time, I feel like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders. I don't need to be force-shipped with anyone or to wear anybody else's label. at least, not until and unless I'm ready on my own terms. I don't need another person to heal my heart. That allowed me to break free - just like Frank broke free of his firewood. That's what healed my heart - being able to laugh at myself again, at my stupid idea about destiny. ' She took a deep breath, her body shaking with silent giggles. 'Do we have to review that part again? I am quite embarrassed enough.'

What was that supposed to mean? Then finally you came along.' Her words came out hot and fast, as if she'd been holding them in for a long time. She looked at me to see if I was following. People, well-meaning, would be like, Oh, you poor thing. Oh, you'd be perfect together! That's who you need! But I was never really sure if I wanted that, or if I just felt like I was supposed to want it. “Everybody was always trying to ship me with somebody.
