Chapter 839 Unexpected Encounter

• "Loki?" Annabeth's voice slipped out before she could stop it. She had landed hours earlier and, despite the urge, never called him. The idea of meeting in the bustling heart of Vidorburg had never crossed her mind.
• Across the flow of pedestrians, Loki threaded his way toward her, long strides swallowing the distance. He halted beside them, pale eyes flickering with brief surprise when they settled on Nolan, who stood easy and relaxed at her side.
• Wayne bowed so sharply his coat tails brushed his polished shoes. "Your Highness," he murmured, voice laced with reverence.