Chapter 8-
I look up from my food and stare at this green-eyed man in front of me; he has dark wavy hair that needs to be trimmed and high cheekbones that give him a supermodel look. This is the man that I would dream about if I led a normal life, I think, But you don't lead a normal life and in your life right now you dream of Percy, my subconsince reminds me. As I think that my thoughts drift to Percy's lopsided grin, sea-blue eyes and dark untamed hair. "Annabeth?" Ben breaks my thoughts, my anger gets hold and I stand up "You think you can lock me in this, this prison and expect me to just up and marry you?! Well I'm afraid to tell you buddy, but you've got a big fucking storm coming!" Ben looks at me looking only slightly intimidated, "You should know that I didn't expect you to "just up and marry' me, but I honestly thought you would give it a shot. Also, this is not a prison the door is right there," he points to his right where a large door stands ten feet tell, "but," he remarks, "there is a drop that wont kill you but will break every bone from your waist down." He smiles and I get shivers up my back, "I just want to go home" I'm starting to break down and show weakness. He looks at me with an emotion in his eyes, which is sympathy? It can't be that because I would be back at camp spending as much time as I can with Percy right now if it was sympathy in his eyes. He gets up and walks to the blazing fireplace exactly parallel to the door, "You know I'm doing this to benefit both of us," he says suddenly "No I didn't know that." I respond "Well, if I were to marry you," he starts "I would be accepted by the kings once more and you would live in luxury, you wouldn't have to step a foot outside everything would be taken care of for you. Annabeth you could have all the free time in the world and be immortal with me in the heavens, you could live carefree and spend all your time working on your research." " Why would you think that Ben, I mean how could you ever live like that? All your mortal loved ones dying before your eyes and not being able to do anything about it!" I basically scream at him, he stares up at me with glossy eyes, "Annabeth you're the only mortal that I have ever… loved."
