The Mark of Athena

I just can't.
I know it will probably get better later. I know I would have liked it better had I read it quickly when I started reading these books. I think I did read it, and liked it, like 10 years ago, or so. Right now I don't even care to go find out when it was published. I think I read it within 2 years from being published. I devoured the Camp Half-Blood books pretty much then.

Now, I can barely read a sentence without getting upset. I hate how Annabeth is suddenly a lovestruck puppy and jealous bitch, looking at a 13 years old kid as a romantic rival. I hate the misogyny, and Goddess hate. I hate how bullying unlikeable characters is supposed to be funny.

“You're letting these intruders into the camp?” A tall guy with stringy blond hair elbowed his way forward. “Reyna, the security risks—”

“We're not taking them to the camp, Octavian.” Reyna flashed him a stern look. “We'll eat here, in the forum.”

“Oh, much better,” Octavian grumbled. He seemed to be the only one who didn't defer to Reyna as his superior, despite the fact that he was scrawny and pale and for some reason had three teddy bears hanging from his belt. “You want us to relax in the shadow of their warship.”

“These are our guests.” Reyna clipped off every word. “We will welcome them, and we will talk to them. As augur, you should burn an offering to thank the gods for bringing Jason back to us safely.”

“Good idea,” Percy put in. “Go burn your bears, Octavian.”

Reyna looked like she was trying not to smile.