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The next two weeks flew by and Annabeth and I were getting used to having each other in our lives. She isn't that bad when you get to know her; she certainly isn't as stubborn as she has been. In fact, nor am I. She's totally accepting of the situation, and has been positively happy when serving me. I've also found that she has a love for architecture so the castle is her favourite place to be. I'm constantly spotting her sketching designs for palace expansions in her mini-notebook; often when she's meant to be getting me something. Usually food.

"Prince Perseus, here is your blue milkshake." She said, with extra emphasis on blue. Like it's not normal to ask for blue food?

She placed the milkshake on the table next to the board. I began to slurp up the sweetness. After I'd downed most of the glass I paused.

"Annie..." I widened my sparkling sea-green eyes and batted them in a 'cute-baby-seal-you-can't-say-no-to-me' kind of way; I stared her in the eyes. I only call her Annie when I really want something.

Her stormy-grey eyes calmed as she sighed.

"Yes Percy?"

"Where should I move?"

I'd been staring at the game of Battle Strategy for at least 10 minutes now. Jason had resorted to tapping out beats with his tail while waiting for me to move. I was not going to lose to Jason.

"Hmm..." She stared intently at the board. Her grey eyes swirled and churned with thought. "...fifth legion go wide...then that can sneak past that... take that..." She began muttering to herself.

A smile broke out on her face.

She leant down and whispered in my ear. Her breath was warm down my neck.

"Move the fifth legion first, then the twelfth can move through the centre next turn. Surprise him with the third from the outside surrounding him."

Wow. Annabeth really did know her stuff, she's amazing at battle tactics. Who would've see that coming?

"Thanks Wise Girl." I smiled my lopsided grin.

"Hey!" Jason began. "I'm playing against Percy. Not team Percabeth!"

We both laughed.

"Sure Jason. Sure."


I walked into my bedroom to clean up before dinner. My Dad was coming home today after a trip to Olympus. He said he wanted to tell me something important. I hope he won't bring up the law and my single status. Or Annabeth. Last time he mentioned her things didn't go so well. I had to do some serious kissing-up to her the next day.

"So Perseus, about Annabelle. Is that what you call her?

"Annabeth."

"Oh, so many these days -I just can't remember! Anyway, just wanted to say I'm proud of you earning your own servant. She's with you for life. So early though! I didn't even have my first at your age. She's pretty too, a keeper for sure. Good choice; would've had her myself."

Arg. Sometimes I hate Poseidon. Annabeth is more than that.

"Sure... But it wasn't quite like that. She was drowning...It wasn't intentional..."

He waved my comment away.

"She'll do whatever you want. Just ask; she'll have to get it! Isn't it a great system? See?" He clicked his fingers impatiently.

"Yes Your Highness?" A brunette rushed towards him bowing awkwardly.

"Go fetch my son Perseus' servant Miss Chase. I want her here immediately."

My father's servant swam off quickly to find Annabeth faster than you could even say 'Riptide'. I didn't even have time to protest.

Almost instantly the brunette returned with the duly-summoned Annabeth.

"King Poseidon, Prince Perseus. I am here as you requested." She bowed.

"Please Annabeth, leave. You're not needed..." I started, when my father cut me off.

"Welcome to Atlantis my dear," he gave her a wink. I could have thrown up. "Since you are Perseus' first servant, I believe some initiation tasks are in order... "

And it went downhill from there. He made me make her do a whole load of chores. And I had to look like I enjoyed this as I didn't want to get on his bad side. Only later was I able to apologise to Annabeth by giving her free access to the palace library. She was pretty pleased; she now spends most of her free time there.


I chucked on my official 'Prince Percy' robes and gave my jet-black hair a rustle. Perfect, if I don't say so myself. I headed down towards the dining room; a long mahogany table filled the room. Poseidon sat at the head of the table.

"Perseus!" My father said.

"Dad!" I said giving him a hug.

"How was Olympus?" I asked as we sat down for dinner.

"Great, Atlas is being a pain in the butt mind. He's constantly complaining about the sky being too heavy. Artemis keeps telling him to shut up; that 'it's not that bad really'."

We ate our first two courses and were moving on to the second when I decided to ask him why he wanted to speak to me.

"Dad?"

"Yes son?"

"Why did you want to speak to me?"

"Ah, yes. I wanted to tell you that I would like to hold a ball in your honour. You're turning 21 in just over 5 months, and you need to find a wife. This is the perfect opportunity!"

"Oh, you're setting me up." My voice had an air of disappointment, but it could have been worse. He could have forced me into an arranged marriage or sent me away to another part of the ocean on a quest to find a woman. "I guess I could try and meet a girl."

"Great! That's settled; it'll be in three weeks. The whole of Atlantis is invited. I expect you to find someone Percy, so will your mother."

He never mentioned Mum.

"Is she coming?" I asked a bit too eagerly. I've never met my mother but Poseidon says I have her smile.

"I'm sorry Perce," his tone softened. "You know we can't be together; your mother's mortal for a start. I'm immortal Percy, and can breathe underwater. She cannot. She will eventually grow old without me; the Fates are cruel. That doesn't mean I will ever forget your mother, Perseus. She is an amazing woman; I visit her sometimes. But we can't do this Percy. For all our sakes."

And with that he dismissed me. Conversation closed.