Disclaimer: I do not own PJO
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Annabeth's POV
It was a dark, gloomy… PALACE?! WTF?
Percy was sitting on the throne… THRONE? I almost fainted. He was really handsome, and well, I was dressed in a long, silky silver dress, and a crown was on my head. I sat on the throne next to him and muttered: "What happened, Seaweed Brain?"
He gulped when Grover was dragged in, wearing a peasant outfit. "How do you expect me to know, miss I'm-now-a-queen?" he muttered back.
"We need to get out of here!" Nico said behind us, stiff in a guard outfit.
"NICO?!" we practically screamed, which startled almost everybody. The two guards holding Grover happened to be Beckendorf and Silena. They all looked confused, and Silena wiped a tear. "Look, Beckendorf, they're married!"
We both sent her death glares, and then blushed hard. We were married in this case…
But I was fidgeting, uncomfortable. Everyone was looking at us, revealing familiar campers. Percy shut them up by sending them soaking wet. Tidal waves do you good, don't they? I grinned, and then mumbled: "Where exactly are we?"
He looked at the canoe, which was on a river outside the palace gates. "Come on!"
He took me in his arms, then ran to the gate, pushing hard. I was still blushing…
Percy ran through the gate, and jumped into the canoe. Well, so much for this weird fairytale.