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Annabeth Chase doesn't remember a day outside the war.
She was born into it, slipping into the world in between war strategy meetings. Her mother, the Queen, hasn't had a day of rest in over 20 years.
Annabeth has been a obstacle for 16.
She was raised entirely by her father, King Consort Frederick, but even he was too busy for her sometimes. She mostly wandered around the castle all day, taking her time through the olive gardens, lounging in the library, and training by herself in the gymnasiums. She had lessons on war strategy 3 times a week, taught by one of her mother's advisors (Athena herself couldn't be bothered, of course), but that was about it. Her life was simple.
She was miserable.
Percy Jackson doesn't remember a day without fighting.
His dad had been fighting Queen Athena and her kingdom for longer than Percy has been alive. He'd been born in between battles and raised by Poseidon to take over commanding the army one day. His days were spent training and study, relentlessly pushing himself until he could be the perfect soldier his father wanted him to be. He was almost ready to get assigned a troop. He couldn't remember why they were fighting this war.
He didn't know if it mattered. All he knew is that he needed to get out.
Yeah I'd been writing for 2 hours and that's all I got so this is a prologue now. See y'all later with chapter 1! hehe