Calypso was awoken the next morning by a male voice shouting outside of her cave.
"Annabeth," It said. "Annabeth, where are you?"
Fearing that the noise would disturb her mother and aunt, Calypso rushed outside to see what was going on. She found a disheveled looking Prince Percy pacing on the cliffs and calling out across the island.
"Shh," she said to him. "What's the matter?"
"Annabeth disappeared. She asked me to stay with her on the beach last night and I fell asleep. When I woke up after sunrise, she was gone, nowhere to be found."
"Can I help you, young man?"
Hecate, leaning on her cane, hobbled out of the cave. Calypso breathed a sigh of relief that it was not her mother.
"I'm looking for someone," Percy replied. "A girl with long, blond hair and grey eyes. Have you seen anyone like that, Mistress?"
"Can't say I have. Calypso, this must be Prince Perseus."
"How do you know who I am?"
"I've been expecting you, My Lord. I knew you would be coming to rescue your sweetheart. Would you like to go and see her?"
"Yes! Where is she?"
Hecate let out a girlish laugh.
"I'll take you there."
She lead them up to the pine trees at Ogygia's highest point. Percy offered to help Hecate climb the crags. She accepted his arm, more out of politeness than necessity. Calypso knew perfectly well that her aunt could manage on her own.
"Annabeth! Annabeth!" Percy's voice rang across the island.
"Here she comes," Hecate added.
Glauce poked her head out of a hole in the tallest pine tree, where she had built a nest out of twigs, grasses, and mosses.

She swooped out of the hole and flew over to Percy.
"I recognize that bird," he said. "It's the same one I saw yesterday. See the wine-colored mark on its wing."
Glauce landed on Percy's shoulder. He extended his arm to give the owl more room.
"Hello, Pretty Bird." Glauce hopped up Percy's arm and nuzzled her head against his chin. "You said Annabeth was coming, where is she?"
"On your arm," Hecate replied.
"Funny joke but you're not helping."
"I'm not making a joke. That owl is Princess Annabeth."
"I was told that there were powerful witches on this island but all I've come across is a mad, old woman."
"My aunt might be mad," Calypso cut in. "But she's not lying."
"Take a look at the mark on her arm," Hecate said. "Does it look familiar to you?"
Glauce spread her wings so Percy could get a good look at them.
"It's shaped like a spearhead, just like... the one on Annabeth's shoulder."
"I transformed her into an owl to keep her hidden."
"Hidden from what?"
"My mother," Calypso said. "It's a long story and we won't bore you with it."
"But she was human last night."
"The spell only comes into effect at night."
"You two of you are just playing a trick on me."
"Come to the beach right before sunset. I'll explain everything then."

While exploring Ogygia's caves, Calypso had noticed a number of pictures carved or painted into their limestone walls. These pictures were drawn by sailors who had been shipwrecked on Ogygia long before her mother, or even Hecate, arrived there.
Most were crudely etched into the rock face, while others were painted with more detail.

Some of them were meant to represent bulls and dolphins: sacred animals to the God of the Seas and the King of the Gods, the deities who control the skies and the waves.

There were also turtles, a symbol of the God of Travelers, and slender, jumping figures with bows. Calypso could not tell if they were intended to be the God of the Sun, or the Maiden Goddess of the Moon and the Sun.

The crew of the Orestes had settled inside these caves. Hazel greeted Calypso when she came across their camp. She and a tall boy with long, curly blond hair who Calypso had not yet met were talking together while two girls, also strangers, carrier jugs of water over to pile of terra-cotta cooking pots.

"I told you to wash these," one of the girls, a small, waifish creature with a sad, oval face and long, blond hair pulled back with a white fillet. "Mistress Hazel needs these cleaned."

A/N I love this painting (Psyche Abandoned by Cupid by Jacques Louis David) because the model is one of my historical twins.

"Sorry," Her companion, a gangly girl whose brown hair and chiton were in disarray, replied, shrugging her shoulders. "It slipped my mind."
"Your mind would be slippery, if you had one."
The gangly girl rolled her eyes and the waif started scrubbing the dirty pot.
"I guess I'll have to pick up your slack as always."
Hazel walked over to Calypso.
"Prince Percy, Prince Jason, and Frank went fishing," she said. "Lady Piper and Prince Nico are gathering fire wood and Princess Thalia and Princess Reyna are trying to hunt down something for us to eat."
The blond-haired young man approached them.
"You must be the famous Calypso everyone's been talking about," he said. "I'm Will."
"Prince Will of Phocis," Hazel added.
"You're the fifth person of royal blood I've met recently," Calypso replied. "I can't wait until the others return and I can raise the number to seven." 
The sound of buskined feet could be heard in the entrance to the caves.
"You might be in luck. Someone's coming."
Princess Thalia and another young woman carried in a wild goat they had just killed. The other girl had dark hair and eyes and olive skin. Her lithe, powerful form and regal, haughty, and fierce expression reminded Calypso of the lions her mother sometimes conjured up to scare off intruders.
Princess Thalia handed over the goat to Hazel.
"I stunned it with my arrows," she said. "Princess Reyna dealt the final blow with her spear."
"The two of you make a good team," Hazel replied.
"The beast died nobly. No Spartan could have been braver."
"Aphrodisia," Princess Reyna said. "Bring me some wine."
The gangly, shabby looking girl poured wine from an oinochoe jug into a cup and brought it over to her.
"By Jupiter, I'm exhausted. Athenaíï, play us a song. You're more useful with a lyre than a kitchen knife."
Athenaíí, the sad looking blond, had been trying to skin the goat. Reyna took over the job and Athenaíí picked up her lyre. She sang some verses about Echo and her hopeless love for Narcissus. Princess Thalia sat down on a pile of cushions spread out on the cave floor.
"Play something less sad," Princess Thalia said.
"Never mind her," Princess Reyna cut in. "I like this one, play on."
Athenaíí's sweet, bird-like voice sang of how the nymph, Echo, fell in love with the handsome youth, Narcissus, who did nothing but admire his own reflection in a pond.
"Hazel, is there any bread left? I'm dying of hunger."
Hazel brought over a loaf of barley bread and a small bowl of spiced olive oil.
"Thanks."
Reyna then went back to skinning and butchering the goat.
"Something followed us when we were out hunting," Princess Thalia said. "I almost shot at it, thinking it was something we could eat, but it turned out to be an tiny, little owl, so I decided that it wouldn't be worth the effort. The thing then followed us all over the island."
"Prince Perseus saw an owl from the ship yesterday," Princess Reyna cut in. "He said it was a sign of favor from the gods."
"The owl is the symbol of the Goddess of War and Wisdom," Hazel replied. "Athens's patron goddess. Perhaps she sent this owl as a guide."
They're close, Calypso thought, but not close enough.
"I know where some garlic, parsley, and basil can be found," she said. "And a grove of olives. They'll be good for seasoning the goat meat. I can show you where they are."
"Sounds like a good idea," Prince Will picked up a basket. "The two of you will stay here and watch the camp?"
Princess Reyna and Princess Thalia each shot him a quick nod and continued with butchering the goat.

The cliffs on the eastern side of the island were dotted with olive trees.

When they arrived there, they found Lady Piper and a scrawny boy with shaggy, dark hair gathering fallen branches. Prince Will helped the boy with his bundle of sticks.
"Hello there," Lady Piper said. She scooped up all the firewood she had found and rose to her feet. "Mistress Calypso, didn't you bring Percy to see Annabeth last night?"
"Yes," Calypso replied. "I said I would bring him to see her again at sunset."
"He said that Annabeth asked him to stay with her until morning. He fell asleep and when he awoke, she had disappeared."
"It's a long, complicated story. Come to the beach with Percy and you'll understand everything? It's best if you and Percy are the only ones who come. You're fond, familiar faces and Annabeth might be overwhelmed if there're any more people."
"I'll be there."

Calypso stood in the doorway of her cave and looked out over the Aegean, shimmering in the late afternoon sunlight.
"Calypso," her mother said. "What's bothering you, my love?"
Circe twisted Calypso's hair around her finger.
"I have a craving for figs," Calypso replied. "I'm going to go pick some."
"Be safe and don't be out too late."
The sun was setting when Calypso made it down to the beach. Prince Percy and Lady Piper were walking along the shoreline. Lady Piper turned and noticed her coming down from the hills.
"Here she is," Prince Percy said.
Glauce flew alongside Calypso and hooted in greeting. She landed in the sand at Prince Percy's feet. As the last rays of the sun disappeared behind the horizon, Glauce stretched out her wings and they turned into arms. Her mottled feather became golden hair.
Lady Piper gasped as a naked girl lay in front of her. Prince Percy helped Princess Annabeth to stand upright. He unpinned his chlamys and used it to cover her nakedness.
Calypso imagined how embarrassing this was for her. Athenian women valued their modesty above all else. 
"Piper," was the first thing Annabeth said when then the shock of her transformation had worn off.
"Yes," Lady Piper replied.
"You're here."
"Yes. I am. Thanatos himself couldn't have kept me away."
Annabeth went over and embraced her friend, kissing Piper's forehead and murmuring the phrases καλλίστῃ τῆς γῠναικός (kalliste tés gynaikos) and ἀρίστη τῆς φίλης (áriste tés philes).
The meaning of ἀρίστη τῆς φίλης (áriste tés philes) was clear enough: best of friends. καλλίστῃ τῆς γῠναικός (kalliste tés gynaikos) meant "loveliest of women" but the word kalos, the root of kalliste, referred to physical beauty as well as moral virtue. It was a compliment to both Lady Piper's looks and to her character.
Calypso stayed with Annabeth while Percy and Piper went back to the caves. They returned with a short chiton for Annabeth to wear and a dinner of grilled goat meat smeared with olive paste, boiled red mullet seasoned with garlic, parsley, and basil, and flat bread baked on the coals of the fire.

"I caught the fish myself," Percy said with a smug smile when he presented the dish to her in an etched terra-cotta bowl.

The grilled goat meat and flatbread were served on a plate painted with a scene of Achilles dying from an arrow wound to the heel.

"Delicious," Annabeth said after she had finished the meal. "This is the best thing I've eaten in a long time. Much better than the rodents and insects an owl feeds upon."
"How did you end up like that?" Lady Piper said.
"My Aunt Hecate put a spell on her," Calypso replied. "So she'll take the form of an owl during the day. She did this to hide her from my mother..."
Calypso then explained her family history, her mother's grudge against the Athenian royal family, and the details of Hecate's curse.
"Hecate's only explanation was a prophecy: The owl chick has flown her nest and will put her wisdom to the test. A ship of warriors shall set sail to learn that love o're war shall prevail. The warrior goddess takes up her shuttle and her loom, to mend her veil ere the new moon."
"I understand that the owl chick is Annabeth," Prince Percy said. "And that we have until the new moon to figure out how to break this spell."
"Love o're war shall prevail..." Lady Piper added. "...mend her veil err the new moon. Percy and Annabeth have reunited, the veil is mended. They should say their marriage vows to the Goddess of Love and Beauty and the Queen of Goddess to prove that their bond is stronger than everything that has tried to keep them apart. Maybe that will free Annabeth from the curse?"