Hello! This story was inspired by a two stories actually, Earth-Dolven on Archive of our Own and a story on this website, Ancient Times- Heroes of Olympus by Oi Opakio. So this is an AU because of the whole alternate universe, magical realm thing. And, yeah. Enjoy, and leave a review if you please!

Disclaimer: I wish I owned this series... *cries*

This chapter has been edited for your reading entertainment! (:

Jason wasn't sure what to think of the visitors. As the king's son, and as the successor prince, he grew up with the philosophy of always being alert. But this time- it was different.

He wasn't entirely sure on what was different, just that the guests were off, so to speak. They seemed wary- of what, he did not know. There was Frank, a large, chubby man with close-cropped black hair and skill with a bow. Jason had seen the man fight, his movements precise, and unique and developed. Jason had high hopes for him in the future. Maybe he could be a hero of Cardin.

Then there was Reyna, a well-built girl with dark hair and tanned skin, who held herself high and prideful. Her tactics were always well thought out and always led them to victory. She had a calm disposition, always keeping her cool under pressure.

They had only been in his father's castle for a month, and Jason had fallen into the habit of always checking to make sure they weren't doing anything of the suspicious category. Frank, of course, was naturally clumsy; Jason couldn't really find anything on him. And Reyna always evaluated the situation- she wouldn't let anything slip. It seemed as if his entire suspicion was crumbling in on itself- until the last night he spent in the castle, and his world was turned upside down.

"Prince Jason? Sir Frank has requested to speak with you," said Piper, a beautiful handmaiden that had a wonderful way with people. Her hair was braided that day, unlike its usual choppy downward cascade. She wore a yellow dress with a simple tan corset tied around her waist.

Jason nodded. "Send him in." Piper stepped out of the room, leaving his large castle room behind her. Jason took his sword from his table and hooked it onto his belt. In the entire month they had been in the castle, the pair had never directly spoken to him, unless the king had begun a conversation the stimulated all of them. Frank stepped in, wearing typical fighting attire: silver plated armor over a simple tunic and trousers. His bow was strapped to his back in the usual manner. His eyes were darting around as if searching for something.

"Something bothering you, Sir Frank? You seem quite nervous," Jason commented, blue eyes narrowing.

He quickly shook his head, then stopped and thought a minute, as if wondering he should say anything. "Jason, you can't stay here. You're in danger."

Jason laughed. "I have all the knights of Cardin at my command. I myself am one of the most skilled swordsmen in the land. I'm not in danger."

"Don't be ignorant. Come with me, we can find a place to keep you while this dies down." He stepped forward, grabbing Jason's arm and pulling him forward. Jason quickly shook out of his grasp, unsheathing his sword and preparing for a fight. Frank steadied himself, ready for a blow.

Jason almost wanted to chuckle. Was he preparing to fight him with nothing? He swung at him, ready for this to be over. But, instead of hitting Frank, he simply hit the air, and he stumbled backward. He shook his head and looked in front of him. Where Frank was, a large lion stood, short enough to dodge the blow. Jason blinked. It was still there, but not focused on him.

Behind him, he heard cackling. Venti shot through the window, directly at Jason. The lion leaped up, slashing at the spirit with his claws. The venti leaped back, hissing. If that noise could be described, Jason guessed it would've been a hiss. The lion roared, once again leaping towards the storm spirit, and this time successfully hitting his target. Golden dust exploded across the room. Slowly, the lion gained human features, and in no time, Frank was, indeed, standing in front of him again.

Jason blinked. Magic? He had never seen magic before, but with the way his father saw it, it wasn't a good thing. Magic had been persecuted for decades. He was back into reality when Frank looked around nervously, possible trying to find another attacker. He held his hand out.

"I can't explain everything now, but you need to come with me. Come on!"

DONE! Notes:

-Okay, I have no idea why I made Jason so jerky/snooty, but I have plans to make into the Jason we all know and love: Leader, kind, and Percy's best friend.

-Anyway, more characters to come! (Leo and Nico I will have the best time writing, I have some cool ideas for them.) Sorry if any characters are OOC, I don't have much experience writing most of them.

Anyways, what do you think? Anything I might need to expand on?