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Oliver grins, glancing at Bex. “That never gets old.”

“Yeah, gender affirming titles are,” Bex holds up an ‘okay’ sign. “the best.”

“Anyway, I’m Oliver Calloway, sorcerer of the North, and Bex’s cousin,” Oliver finds a chair to sit in. “Also Percy’s appointed archenemy, and the water sorcerer. Autumn—“ He jerks a thumb towards the door Autumn closed earlier— “is the sorcerer of the East, and the earth sorcerer. This is her tower, and the tree lady you met earlier and who snuck off somewhere is Taargon, Autumn’s familiar.”

“I’m making tea,” Taargon materialises behind Oliver. “And don’t forget the apprentices.”

“Right, Wisteria and Moth are Autumn’s apprentices. They’re currently visiting my apprentice, Kaelia.”

Bex has been dozing off, but the name Kaelia makes her sit up straight. “Kaelia? D’you know her last name?”

“Vedas, I believe.”

Bex starts to laugh. “Today seems to be the day that everyone I thought was dead turns out to be alive. Seriously? That’s Xerxes’s sister! Yknow, the bronze gunslinger I told you about? He thought she drowned when Hester flooded their village!” She wipes her eyes, laughter giving way to tears. “It’s official, I’m losing it.”

“You need food and sleep,” Oliver says gently. “All of you do.”

“All I need right now is ice for all my bruises and to stab Percy,” Bex mutters. She slides the harness holding her swords off and sets it on the floor.