Title : England's Greatest Era

Author : Amy

Rated : T

Disclaimer : The marvelous Rick Riordan owns the PJO characters.

Summary : Embark on a journey with Annabeth and Percy as they become from Childhood Friends to Secret Lovers. And maybe Husband and Wife. All here in this English themed story about the kings and queens.

ENGLAND'S GREATEST ERA

CHAPTER 1

The cries of a newborn shattered the quiet night, signalling that Queen Athena had given birth. The child was either a son or daughter of King Frederick and Queen Athena. Athena collapsed on the bed in exhaustion. The head maiden wrapped the baby in a clean sheet and set her down. The young baby soon quieted down but small whimpers could be heard. The head maiden adjusted the queen's pillow as she sat up, weakly and holding out for the baby.

The head maiden carefully gave her the baby. Athena held the baby lovingly in her hand and smiled at God's gift. Athena nuzzled the baby's neck as she fed the baby.

"It's a healthy girl..." said the head maiden, Panacea. Athena beamed.

"She will have all my wisdom. My lovely daughter. A prized jewel to Frederick." Said Athena, closing her eyes and reopening them. "I'll name her Annabeth Minerva."

The baby girl let out a small gurgle and giggle as if agreeing to the name. Athena smiled at the young baby who open her eyes. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of grey. The young baby moved a bit and fell asleep. Athena gave Panacea the baby. Panacea set the baby in the cot.

There was a sudden knock on the door. The door opened and in walked King Frederick. He walked over to his wife and Panacea excused herself. Frederick helped his wife lay down and ran his hand through her wet light brown locks. Athena smiled.

"We have a daughter." She whispered ever so quietly. The king smiled and kissed her forehead.

"What did you name her ?" He asked, looking over at the cot.

"Annabeth Minerva..." said the young queen weakly.

Frederick kissed her forehead again. "I like the name. While I see the baby, why don't you sleep and rest."

Athena nodded and immediately fell asleep. King Frederick walked over to the cot and peered inside. He carefully picked up the baby and cradled her in his arms. He stared lovingly at her. The chambers doors opened a bit. A young boy was peering inside. He saw his father and walked in.

Frederick sat down in a chair as his son approached him. The young blond boy looked at what was in his father's hand. He was confused.

"Father, what is that ?" He asked, failing to hide his disgust to the red stains on the sheet. Frederick chuckled.

"This, my dear Malcolm, is your new baby sister, Annabeth." Frederick told Malcolm. Malcolm was only six and he couldn't possibly understand the human pregnancy cycle. Malcolm perked up at the word baby sister.

His face glowed. "Really ? I have a baby sister ?"

Frederick nodded. " And it is your job to take care of her. Understood ?"

Malcolm nodded and reached for the baby. Frederick stood up and put the baby back into the cot. He looked to see a pouting Malcolm.

"Not now, Malcolm. Wait till you're older." said Frederick and grabbed Malcolm's hand and leaded him out. Malcolm sent a last look towards the cot before disappering out the door.

A few months later, the queen was strolling in the garden. She had a sudden idea to walk outside the line and did so. The outside world was beautiful and magnificent. The grass was as green and luscious as the ones at the castle. There were low branched trees, perfect for shading in. As Athena was strolling and admiring the change in scenery, a cloaked figure appeared from behind one of the trees.

The cloaked figure suddenly collapsed on the ground, clutching something in his/her hands. Athena walked over and looked at the thing. It was a baby and from the looks of it, he or she was a few months old. Athena called one of the palace guards and told him to carry the figure to the castle whilst she carried the baby.

Athena uncovered the baby's sheets. It was definitely a boy and he had hair as black as ebony. And his eyes were sea green. Simply adorable. He gurgled when he saw Athena and smiled. Athena smiled back.

At the castle, Athena handed the figure and the baby to her maidens. She stayed throughout the whole process in which her hand maidens took off the figures cloak, revealing her to be a woman. Athena put two and two together and concluded that the baby was hers. After one of the maidens opened her cloak, the woman awoken and looked around.

"My baby !" She exclaimed, worried.

"Don't worry. He's safe." said Athena. She gave the woman a cup of water and the woman sipped it thirstily. Then, Athena handed her a loaf of bread. "Who are you ?"

The woman gripped the bread in her hands. "I'm... I'm Rosalinda. But, everyone calls me Sally." She started to bite the bread, bit by bit.

"Tell me Sally, what were you doing ?" asked Athena.

"I am a homeless woman. My husband abandoned me when I was pregnant with his child. I gave birth but had to live on the road. I had to beg for food. I somehow stumbled here..." said Sally. Athena patted Sally's shoulder in an attempt to soothe her.

"Sister !" In barged a lovely woman with long brown hair in a braid, flawless skin and pink lips. She was wearing a long dress. Her looks fit that of a royal family but her manners lead her nowhere.

Athena sighed and stood up. "Aphrodite, what do you want ?" Aphrodite was Athena's sister. Although she was keen on being a queen, she didn't want to after being told that she actually had to work. Aphrodite was one of the most beautiful maidens in England

Aphrodite started to whine. " My maid quit again... I need a new one."

Athena smiled. "Well, here she is. Rosalinda or as you can call her, Sally."

Aphrodite grinned. " Fantastic. You can work as soon as possible. I believe that we are going to be friends!" Aphrodite dragged Sally away.

"What about my baby ?" asked Sally. Athena took the baby from the cot and handed him to her.

"What's his name ?" asked Aphrodite.

"Perseus Jackson. But, I like to call him Percy." said Sally, rubbing his cheek. Aphrodite squealed.

"Adorable! Now... Let's go!" said Aphrodite and Sally gave a little yelp.

Athena chuckled as she watched them disappear.

A few years later...

"Hey, that is so unfair !" yelled Malcolm as Annabeth took his apple from his hand. Annabeth was six years old and was very active. Malcolm chased his younger sister around the courtyard. It was fun but very tiring. Annabeth's laughter could be heard from afar as she taunted her brother. Suddenly, the apple in her hand disappeared.

A raven haired boy appeared next to Malcolm with the apple in his hand. Malcolm smiled, smugly and took the apple. Annabeth pouted.

"Percy !" She whined, angry that her friend had helped her brother. Percy smiled and laughed. Annabeth stomped over to a bench and set down, her arms crossed. Percy clasped his hands behind his back, and walked towards her.

"Is Annabeth angry ?" He asked, playfully. Malcolm ate his apple as he watch what was unfolding in front of him.

Annabeth stayed silent and focused her attention at the fountain not far from her. Percy tried again.

"Is Annie mad ?" He asked, using her hated nickname. Annabeth still didn't utter a single word. Percy resented into using his last option : tickling her. Annabeth tried to stifle her laughter but failed. She collapsed on the ground, laughing and squirming. Her gown getting wrinkled.

"Now is Annabeth mad ?" asked Percy. Annabeth cracked a grin and smiled. Then she grabbed onto Percy's hand and he hoisted her up. Malcolm, although twelve, took a thick book and sat down on a chair, watching the two.

Annabeth dragged Percy to the fountain and without a warning, pushed him in. Percy resurfaced and splattered some water on Annabeth, making her wet. Annabeth giggled and squealed as Percy did that. Suddenly, a cough interrupted their fun. They turned to see Sally, looking at them.

"Percy, you got her all wet !" Sally exclaimed.

"Sally, it's okay..." said Annabeth, slightly smiling. Sally shook her head and dragged them to the castle, muttering 'what am I going to do with you two' all the way.

Malcolm hid his smirk behind his book as Sally dragged the kids pass him.

A few years later...

England had become an extremely busy country. Two years ago, Malcolm had requested that he wanted to step down from the thrown as he wanted to go travelling and discovering new places. This raised chaos in the castle. But after much pleading, Malcolm had still made the same decision. So, King Frederick reluctantly let his son go. Then, Annabeth would be entitled the throne.

Annabeth had grown into a strong and wise woman with manners. She inherited her mother's wisdom and her father's level headed trait. She was also very beautiful and considered as one of the most beautiful girls there ever lived, next to Aphrodite of course. But then again, Aphrodite was the one who advised Annabeth on her dress choices. By the age of 19, Annabeth had memorized one of her mother's thick encyclopedia.

Aphrodite was as beautiful and whiney as ever. She had developed a new hobby : matchmaking. She had a number of lovers but did not really marry them. She simply played with their feelings as she was sure that they were not the best for her. So, she finds some lonely girl and pairs them with one of her lovers and everything is okay.

Athena was growing old but still magnificent as the queen was, years ago. She had hoped that Annabeth will be the best of the best. Frederick was starting to have health problems. The King can no longer run long tracks. So, he dropped many of the outside duties and focused on the indoor ones.

Perseus Jackson, or rather Percy, has grown into a very handsome young man. Young ladies swoon when they see him. His jet black hair was short but the fringe was sort of longer and it sometimes covered his sea green eyes. He developed a strong build after training and living for so long in the castle. He and his mother were often considered good friends with the royal family. Well, he is Annabeth's playmate.

Speaking of Annabeth, Percy was searching the whole castle for her. He had something important to tell her. He had asked the guards and maids about her whereabouts but none knew. Finally, one maid told him that she was in the rose garden. Percy smiled, it was one of her favourite places . He hurried to the garden.

Annabeth sat on a bench, reading one of her mother's books. It was quite interesting to her. As she was reading, she didn't notice someone creeping up on her. Suddenly a rose appeared in front of her.

"For you..." said Percy as Annabeth took the rose. He sat down beside her and watched as she smelled the scent from the rose, smiling after. Percy noticed a book on Annabeth's lap, as usual. He yanked the book.

"What is this ?" He asked, standing up. He was quite taller than Annabeth. Annabeth sighed angrily as she tried ti snatch her book back. Percy just held it higher above her head.

"Percy, give it back !" said Annabeth. Percy laughed from the fun he was having, until he noticed Annabeth's sad face. He gave the book back to Annabeth and she smiled , victoriously. They walked together in the garden.

Annabeth still held the lovely scented rose and looked at it, smelling it at times. Percy told her the news.

"Annabeth, I have something to tell you..." He said, cautiously watching her expression. She was happily holding the rose.

"What is it ?" She asked.

"I'm getting married." Percy said.

The rose slipped from Annabeth's hand and fell to the ground.