Part VI – Poseidon
He didn't know what to think. He was glad that Percy had been accepted into the Royal Family, but he was unsure what to think about the more recent developments.
Poseidon sighed and looked at his desk in his study. He stared at the hard stone, smoothed and polished after centuries of use.
Pushing away from the desk, he swam over to the window. He watched Percy and Triton sparring. A smile slipped onto his lips.
Percy had changed. He was a Universal. He was far more powerful than ever before.
It is interesting that so much power is in the one person on the planet who doesn't want any. A wry smile curled Poseidon's lips. He sighed and shook his head.
He was angry, but Ouranos was gone. Nyx was in Tartarus. If they had truly blessed his son in random…
Poseidon frowned. Percy had met Nyx only once. Had she seen something there? How could Ouranos, who had faded long before now have blessed Percy?
Poseidon stared at his son and then shook his head. "It doesn't matter. Percy is who he is. He is my son. And that is all that matters." He smiled fondly at the sight of his two sons laughing.
Percy was his son.
