The Prince of Troy
AN: Hi lovelies! This is my first time writing fanfiction so bear with me. I got this idea from a PJO/HoO fanfiction I was reading by Jendallforever called The Heir and His Princess. It's really good and I hope you guys have a chance to read it. This story is set in Ancient Greece, but I was thinking about doing a series where our favorite Seaweed Brain and the gang get transported back in time. If you think I should, please tell me in the reviews. Anyways, hope you like it, please review! I will try to update at least once a week, but maybe more or less. Enjoy!
Ch. 1
The crown Prince of Troy, Perseus, was standing in front of a mirror. This was not something he did very often. It wasn't that he was bad looking, quite the opposite, actually. Tall, and muscular with messy black hair, and sea green eyes that made every girl he looked at swoon. Today, however, he was looking at the mirror in distaste. He was wearing a clean (ugh), new (double ugh) tunic and himation, both edged with Tyrian purple dye. He had new sandals that hurt his feet, and a new scabbard hung at his side with his newly polished sword concealed neatly inside. All this finery was not his fault, but his father's. His father had abandoned Perseus and his mother, the queen, when the Prince was quite small. Perseus was nearing the age where he could take over from his mother and rule the city state of Troy. The law said that he must be married before this happened, both to form an alliance with another city and also to produce an heir to inherit the rule of the kingdom once Perseus died. His mother had invited Princesses from far and wide, all wanting an alliance with Troy, one of the strongest city states in Greece. (AN: for any Grecian history buffs[myself included] this is BEFORE the Trojan war which may or may not be a myth, so just chill, ok?[actually, the only known fact about the Trojan war was that Troy was destroyed by fire in the mid-1200s BC]) Today, he was to meet all of the princesses. He was angry with his mother for coming up with this stupid idea in the first place, with his father for making it necessary, and with the responsibilities of being royal. Little did he know that this day that he thought would be a terrible waste of time, would actually put in motion a chain of events that would change his life forever.
Perseus stood with his mother and his brother Tyson, in the throne room, the whole assembly of courtiers looking as good as possible when the princesses started walking in.
"Princess Clarisse of Sparta" Hmm. Sparta would make a good ally, but this girl looked like she could snap his neck, and he was rather attached to his neck, so, maybe not.
"Princess Silena of Megara" was an elegant girl, with gorgeous features that made all the male courtiers bow hastily and try to ingratiate themselves to her.
"Princess Thalia of Olympia" This girl scared him. She had black hair, and wore a dark purple chiton with black trim, which had to have been very expensive. She looked like she was angry with the world.
This went on and on with no end in sight for THREE HOURS, each princess different in some way, be it her hair or her eyes, or her gown. It all blended together in Perseus' mind. That is until one girl walked in.
The royal crier had just finished announcing Princess Reyna of Rome, and the prince had leaned over to his brother, Tyson and whispering that the crier was going to have a very sore throat tomorrow, which earned a fit of giggles from the younger boy, until a glare from their mother shut them both up, when a beautiful blonde girl walked in. She was tall, and graceful, with long blonde curls, and stormy gray eyes. A chiton with a white to dark purple ombre swept the ground, and a portion of her hair swept back into a complicated knot. A silver diadem rested on her head.
"Princess Annabeth of Athens" So that was her name. Tyson nudged him and pointed to the corner of his mouth, grinning.
"You're drooling!"
"Am not!"
"Are so!"
Their mother glared daggers at them and they both shut their mouths. There were several more Princesses that were announced, but the Prince had eyes only for the Princess Annabeth. When all of the princesses had been presented, they were all shown to their chambers to rest until the banquet that evening.
AN: Hi again! sorry this was so short, i wasn't sure of the proportions because i was typing this on Microsoft Word. Please review! Remeber: Constructive criticism-good, flames-BAD. I hope you like it! remember to tell me what you think of my series idea!