My Ranking Points
Ophelia looked over at the new arrival. As soon as she saw his face, she was shocked; it was Derrick, son of Hedone. She had seen him in Olympus the one time she had been allowed to go (meeting her great-great grandparents and all that), though she doubted he recognized her.
The one thing she did know was that he was not to be messed with. She cocked and eyebrow and stood up, clearly a relative of Helios; her skin and hair gleamed golden in the firelight, while her yellow, catlike eyes seemed to glow in the dark.
“Derrick,” she said coolly, by way of greeting. “I would say it’s nice to see you again, but…” she trailed off, looking pointedly at the new arrival.