ch 25 Wishes granted

The journey back to Olympus was filled with a sense of triumph and relief. As they arrived at the majestic gates, the familiar aura of power surrounded them, igniting their spirits. Cordelia held Zeus's weapon of power tightly, feeling its energy radiate through her.

When they stepped into the throne room, the gods were already gathered, their expressions a mixture of pride and curiosity. Zeus stood tall, his lightning bolt crackling lightly at his side. "You've done well, young heroes," he said, his voice booming with authority. "You have proven your worth by reclaiming my weapon."

The group exchanged excited glances, their hearts racing.

"Because of your bravery, I grant you each one wish," Zeus declared, his gaze sweeping over them. "Choose wisely."

Cordelia stepped forward, her mind racing with possibilities. "I wish that every demigod child, regardless of whether they are a child of a major god or not, gets claimed."

The room fell silent for a moment, and then Zeus nodded, his expression thoughtful. "A noble wish, Cordelia. It shall be granted."

Next, Luke spoke up, confidence shining through his eyes. "I wish for cabins for the minor gods, so that their children feel welcomed and included at camp. This will help prevent any resentment from festering among those who might feel overlooked."

The gods exchanged approving glances, recognizing the importance of his request. "A wise decision," Hera said softly, her approval clear.

Annabeth followed, her voice steady and resolute. "I wish that there are enough cabins and tables for all the minor god's children, so they can have a place to belong and gather."

Zeus nodded again, visibly pleased. "Your wishes reflect the compassion and unity needed in these times. The gods will honor them."

As the atmosphere shifted with their wishes, a collective sense of hope filled the throne room. Then, Zeus raised his hand, calling for silence once more. "As a whole, we will grant a wish that aligns with your desires. We will be more involved with our children, providing signs that we are listening—even if we do not show up."

A ripple of excitement flowed through Cordelia and her friends, a sign that their voices had truly been heard.

"Thank you, Lord Zeus," Cordelia said, feeling a warmth in her heart. "This means so much to us."

As they stepped back, the gods exchanged nods, and a sense of camaraderie washed over the room.

"Now, go and celebrate your victory," Zeus said, his tone shifting to one of warmth. "You have earned it."

The group exchanged joyful glances, their hearts buoyed by the promises of a brighter future for all demigods.

As they left the throne room, Cordelia felt the thrill of their accomplishments, but also the weight of what lay ahead. This was just the beginning. Together, they had forged bonds that would carry them through the challenges to come, united in purpose and friendship.