Percy Jackson Kill Count Romane & Geschichten

KAYLEE “What's my body count?” Jaden shot out a question. “Fifty-four,” Jordan answered. “No.” Jordan groaned and picked up the shot glass, then gulped the whiskey down. “Sixty-eight,” Casper answered casually, and my eyes widened. Why the hell would Jaden have that amount of body count? "No." Jaden shook his head, grinning. Casper smirked and reached for the refilled glass. Jaden's eyes darted in my direction and my throat knotted. I wiped my sweaty palm on my jeans and sat up.

This is Sera's conversation, not mine. "How diplomatic." Rowan's smile was cold. "Tell me, Prince Lucien, how many witches have you killed?" "Directly? Forty-three." Lucien didn't flinch from the number. "Hundreds more indirectly, through orders I've given. I've led raids, hunted resistance cells, done everything my father commanded to keep vampires safe and witches suppressed." The honesty seemed to surprise Rowan. "At least you don't lie about it." "What would be the point?