All washed up

"Of?" Cleopatra rose one arched eyebrow, helping herself to a juicy fig. She had never quite met a legacy before. "Who are your godly grandparents then?"

"Justina and Mars." Jenny answered with pride though the light soon fell from her eyes, for Mars was not to pleased with the actions of his son, Jenny's father. He cursed his descendants, Jenny hoped that if she proved herself to be brave and never desert her fellow Romans than maybe the curse could be lifted.
It was not something she enjoyed to discuss or even think about.

"Quite a combination," she commented, biting into her fig. Justice and war. She'd get along great with the Nemesis kids if she met them. "Do you have any powers?"

"None." Jenny lied obviously, clearly not wishing to talk about the one power that she did have.

Cleopatra got the message and switched topics. "Well Jenny, you're gonna be here for the next few days so just make yourself at home. Food's downstairs in the kitchen. There's a pool in the courtyard. Bathroom's just down the corridor. If you need anything, my room's the second on the left," she smiled, her lips glittering with gloss.

"Thank you I appreciate this." She said, without her help she probably would have died out on the beach, or worse been taken alive by the monsters. Jenny did not wish however to have been rescued by New Romans for that would be shameful on her part, particularly since her host was so kind to save her and keep her here till she healed fully.