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Chapter One

Prolong

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War. There was always war in Greece. Either with the mind or with swords. Her heart was ripped out after they had told her that the pirate was missing. Her secret friend, out at sea and missing. While her husband was out at war fighting the pirates.

The men of her life gone. Ripped from her heart. Nothing was right. The life was blank. It was always the same with those two. One would be here while the other was out at sea or at their home without her.

Perseus was the only kind hearted pirate she could have ever met. His jet black hair never combed, enter the fact that he never needed to shower but still smelled perfect in the morning. The green or maybe blue eyes were the perfect eyes she could have set her eyes on. The sea eyes he called them. His body was full of scars from past lives and others from past wives. He would laugh his kind laugh when he said that. He said she was foolish to be with him in the way she was. She acknowledged the fact every time he said it.

Lucas was hard nut to crack. His warrior exterior with a kind broken person inside. The cold blue eyes were gone after they were done with life. The kind blue eyes came out at night. He would ask about the day she would say that it was fine. His blond hair was combed and dirty from leading his prisoners around. He was never home after war. There was always a part missing. One part after one part. They would never talk right after the fighting. They would say their hellos and then they were off. One day after another.

Her bare feet hit the ground, going down the stairs. The sound echoed throughout the tower. Her blond curly hair down and reaching her waist, the moonlight hit her when she passed a small window. Her grey eyes shined with hope for life.

The nights were gone after the war started. Her eyes were always open, wondering if they meant each other and fought. It would be a fight that would last forever, never ending. Their swords hitting every second, hitting and scaring each other. One day, if one to come home, either would be king. One could keep her heart, but now it was torn in two.

The war had started when Lucas thought that the town which was burnt down, which was his hometown, was burned down by the pirates. He had hated the pirates, ever since his father had been taken by some. He later learned that his father wasn't taken, but he went with them.

Perseus was one son of a pirate, along with the son of the princess of the Greece. His grandfathers were each others enemy, with Perseus' life connecting the two. His mother wanted to run with his father but when her father, the high king of Greece, killed him she had nowhere to go. Along with her unborn son. She gave up Perseus as a command, from her father.

The stairs came to a halt, commanding her to walk straight forward. The midnight blue dress was long sleeved, ending on her wrists. She tugged at them endlessly. The bottom of the nightgown reached the ground with a little train behind her. She was dragging her dress along, just like her life.

They've meant before. They never knew who the other was. Lucas thought that Perseus was an old friend, not a pirate who she had meant many years before in need of assistant. Perseus thought that Lucas was a brother, not a fiancé. They glared at each other for some time, each gripping their swords. She had to separate the two before they ripped each other apart.

Perseus soon learned about who Lucas was and about to drive a knife through a heart. He also soon learned that she forcefully engaged to him, and put the knife back in its rightful place, his pocket.

When Lucas learned who Perseus was, he forbid her to ever see him again. He made sure two people were watching her at all times. Even when she was sleeping. He made the days horrid. Then when the servants would switch, it would take maybe fifteen minutes, she would make sure a letter got out to Perseus. Then they would write each other letters, for months until war was officially called on the pirates.

Her heart was going at a rapid pace now, letting everyone who was sleeping know she was walking the floor.

The grand ballroom is were she meant Lucas, a kind hearted man then. She choose wrong, after the engagement he was awful. She meant Perseus and everything else was turning right again. Lucas grabbed her from him and into then she back into the dark.

This all started one year ago. When she meant Perseus and started a tiny life of adventure.

She was in the middle of the ballroom now. Her nightgown was far from what she wore the day she meant either of the men. The chandler sparkled, the windows letting the in the moon, the drapes in a reflected position, and the only person to this beautiful site at night was her. A new pair of feet was running towards her. She turned to see a pair of lips say one word before they fell.

"Annabeth."

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the setting in sometime in the days when greece was still alive with its kings and queens. just to let you know.

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