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chapter 14- Happily Ever After

Percy's POV

"What?!" Annabeth and I cried in unison.

Nico nodded grimly, a deep frown taking over his face.

"Your step-dad Percy wants you to get to the throne room as soon as possible," Nico said.

I nodded glumly and Nico took off towards the back entrance to the castle, no doubt also heading to the throne room.

Annabeth frowned and started quickly cleaning up the remains of our lunch. I started to help her pack everything back into the basket.

We finished cleaning in about thirty seconds, and we managed to get up.

Annabeth took the basket from me since I had two crutches and she had one.

Annabeth and I locked eyes for a brief second, I winked at her, and i watched her face turn a light shade of red, then we set off to the throne room.

When we made it to the throne room, Annabeth dropped the picnic basket onto the ground and opened the large, wooden door that led to the to the grand throne room with her free hand.

The door opened with a noisy creak, which caused everyone in the room to direct their stares to us. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Annabeth's face redden just a bit in embarrassment.

Mom and Paul looked up from their quiet conversation with a few guards.

"You!" Paul suddenly roared, glaring at Annabeth.

I looked at Paul, confused and startled by his sudden outburst.

I glanced over at Annabeth, and she also wore the same expression.

"How could you, Annabeth Chase?" Paul said, much quieter, but he was still able to be heard all around the room.

"How could I what, sir?" Annabeth said slowly.

"What the hell is going on, Paul?" I demanded.

Paul sat back in his throne. "This girl," he said with disgust. "Is the girl who robbed us, Percy."

My eyebrows scrunched together in confusion. "I don't believe you. You have proof?"

Paul nodded eagerly and snapped his fingers. A buff, Asian boy with a cute face that didn't fit his strong body that I recognized as Frank Zhang appeared holding a wooden box.

Frank handed the box to my step-dad and he nodded as thanks and Frank disappeared.

Paul settled the box into his lap and opened it. He pulled out a dagger that was coated in dried blood. Paul flipped the dagger around in his fingers. The handle, I noticed had a name engraved onto it.

"This is part of the proof that Annabeth did the robbery. This event happened roughly at two in the morning. From what the guards who were on duty told me, the girl who knocked them out-" Paul was saying but got interrupted.

"She just had a few lucky swings!" One of the guards insisted from beside Paul. The rest of them nodded in agreement. All of them had a huge, swollen purple bump on their foreheads. These must have been the guards that were on duty.

Paul shot all of them a quick glare, and they stopped nodding. "I don't know what's worst, five of my kingdom's guards being knocked out by a single girl or losing a lot of gold and diamond," Paul muttered, then sighed.

The five guards that were mentioned, their faces turned red while the few other people in the room started to snicker.

"Anyway, the guards mentioned a blonde haired girl with a crutch knocked them out. She stabbed one of the guards with this dagger-" Paul held the dagger up, "and her name is on the dagger. She must have dropped it by accident after she robbed us," Paul finished.

"You didn't mention the girl's eye colour," I said.

Paul looked over to the five guards. The one who talked earlier piped up. "She had glasses over her eyes so we couldn't see the colour."

"You know," Annabeth started to say. "Someone must have framed me."

"WHAT?!" Paul roared.

"Open up your ears," Annabeth snapped which caused me to smirk a bit. "Someone must of framed me. The girl who framed me could have easily gotten a wig and glasses in town and stolen a crutch from the infirmary. They could have also went into town and engraved my name onto the handle of the dagger, because I'm not stupid enough to do that if I had a dagger."

Annabeth glanced at me, and I smiled back at her, telling her I believe every bit of what she said. Like, why would she need to steal gold and diamond? Her family has enough money. She gets pretty good pay for being a maid. Someone obviously framed her, like she said.

I glanced over to the window that was close to my side. A group of people had gathered and were staring intensely in, obviously listening in the conversation because the window was open. Up in the front of the group, there was a familiar red-head smiling smugly at Annabeth. I recognized her as Rachel, the maid who fangirls about me. I cringed as she waved and puffed her chest out at me.

When I thought about it, Annabeth told me Rachel doesn't like her and she doesn't like Rachel. Rachel looked like she was congratulating herself on achievements... Could Rachel be a part of framing Annabeth? I didn't have a lot of evidence, but it seemed highly likely. There was this part of me, who knew Rachel was a part of this.

Paul suddenly snorted from his throne. "You expect me to believe you?" He said.

Annabeth brushed her bangs out of her eyes. "Yes. Because I'm telling the truth."

"Guards!" Paul yelled, and a bunch of guards that weren't the hurt shuffled into view. Paul pointed a finger a Annabeth. "Take her to the cells. I shall think about her punishment. I will also question her further later."

All of the guards nodded and shuffled forward. Annabeth yelped as one grabbed her arm, and in a few seconds she was overtaken.

I heard myself yelling, and flung myself onto the nearest guard and yanked him off.

I pulled a few more people off, screaming for them to let her go.

"Percy," I heard Paul's tired voice call our in between my desperate yells. "Percy, please stop."

I whipped around and glared at Paul, and three guards grabbed me by my arms.

"Damn it, let go of me!" I growled, and squirmed in their tight grasp.

The other guards started to walk Annabeth out, but it was rather hard because she was squirming around too.

"Let her go!" I screamed, shaking my head.

At about when they got to the door, Annabeth whipped around, and we locked eyes. Annabeth mouthed, 'I love you,' to me, and I smiled weakly back and mouthed, 'I love you" back.

Annabeth smiled brightly despite the situation, and then she disappeared behind the door, the guards pretty much dragging her.

The three guards that were holding me back dropped my arms and walked away. I stood in front of the door frowning for a long time.

I felt someone touch my shoulder, and I glanced behind me to find Paul. I instantly turn back to face the door.

"I'm sorry Percy, but criminals have to be locked up," Paul said, tiredly.

When I didn't reply, Paul sighed and walked away, leaving me alone, still staring at the door, gaping.

I don't know when, but sometime I realized I was staring at a door wide-eyed for at least half an hour. I walked out of the door, and my legs brought my to Calypso, Annabeth and Rachel's room. I knocked lightly on the door, and thank the gods Calypso answered.

"Percy! What's up?" Calypso asked, stepping aside and letting, offering for me to come in.

"Did you hear about Annabeth?" I said, pressing the subject.

Calypso instantly frowned, and nodded. "Bits and pieces, not a lot. What happened? Is she okay?"

I sat down on the couch in their living area, and ran a hand through my hair as I quickly explained the story to Calypso, even the part about Rachel.

Calypso covered her mouth with her hand in surprise. "You're totally right! It's gotta be Rachel, I remember she had a day off from work a few days ago. She must've bought the stuff then!" Calypso said, removing her hand from her mouth.

"Do you mind searching through her room to see if there's a wig in there or something?" I asked hopefully.

Calypso nodded eagerly. "She is going to be coming back soon, so I can't now but I will surely later!"

I smiled gratefully at her and stood up. I walked up to the door and turned the knob, but Calypso's voice interrupted me.

"Wait! Where are you going now?" She asked.

I grinned at Calypso and replied coolly back, "I'm going to go try and find the cell Annabeth is locked in."

Calypso nodded again, and wiggled her fingers at me in a wave as I exited the room and walked down the hallway in long strides.

A.N: Definately not my best chapter. I'm sorry..!

Next chapter is better, I swear.

I haven't seen the Sea of Monsters yet, and I'm so sad D; I wanna see it soooo bad..

I realized, that this story has only like, two more chapters left.. about two or three more chapters than maybe an epilogue.

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