Percy's Handwriting

Annabeth's Handwriting

Author's note, also known as my trash thoughts.

Horse thoughts...it makes more sense when you read through...sort of...not really

"Treason," Reyna whispered.

"Love," I fired back. "Now, take me to my parents. Let them punish me."

I was helped into a carriage by a girl with beautiful black hair and blue eyes. "I'm Silena, your highness. Your lady in waiting."

"Good to meet you," I said and sat down in the carriage.

Silena wasted no time in trying to make me look slightly more presentable. In the carriage, she brushed my hair and scrubbed my face clean and brushed all of the dirt and twigs off of my dress.

"Miss Hera is at large of course," Silena said. "For kidnapping the princess."

"Of course. But, may I ask something?" I said.

"Yes miss."

I fingered my braid and said, "Could we cut my hair? Please?"

Silena smiled and took a pair of hair scissors out of her bag. She told me to sit with my back to her and she slowly chopped off the braid and requested one of the foot soldiers throw it into the river. From their, she chopped it to the small of my back and styled it using the red ribbon Piper had given me. I noticed a flower that had adorned my braid had fallen on the floor. I picked it up and saw it was a rose. It's still in a vase on her nightstand and it's still not dead. She says the gods will keep it alive so long as our love stays alive. It's a three months old rose that's still alive, Percy! Magic is at play here.

"There, you look lovely," Silena said.

"Thank you," I said as I fingered the rose.

We rode in silence. All I could think about was Percy and Piper. Wondering where they ran, if they were safe, if they stayed together, if they split up. If Percy was ever going to see his family again and bring them to the island.

Suddenly, we reached the castle and I wasn't sure whether to cry or smile. Because it looked as beautiful as I had envisioned it. But this was something Percy was going to take me to see. Something we were planning on doing together. And now he was on the run and I was a princess and our paths would never cross again because I'd rather him live than be with me.

"We're here, princess," Silena said softly.

I was helped out of the carriage by the foot soldiers, the captain of the guard glaring at me. We walked up the palace steps and at the top of the steps I saw them. My parents. My mother with her brown streaming hair and gray eyes. My father with his blonde hair and glasses. They looked regal, of course, yet anxious.

They ran down the stairs and I felt myself being engulfed in a hug.

"Oh my sweet child," my father exclaimed.

"You're back, you're back," my mother whispered.

"Hello," I said. "Yes I'm-"

"RAPUNZEL!" yelled a voice.

Against my better judgement, I turned around to see Hera. I didn't know how she got to the palace but I knew why she was here. She was about to say something else when I put my hair over my shoulder.

"You cut it," she whispered. "You got rid of the power of immortality."

"It kept you young," I said. "And now you will age just like any mortal." I turned to my parents. "This is the woman who kidnapped me."

"Guards, arrest her!" my mother yelled.

We watched as the guards captured Hera and took her to the dungeons. Finally I was free. I was finally out of my tower. But I could almost hear Percy's voice in the back of my mind whispering, you traded your tower for a different cage. A shinier, fancier cage. But becoming a prince or a princess imprisons you.

"We'll take you to your room," my father said.

"Thank you," I said.

We walked up the palace steps and through the great hall and up a staircase and pasty royal guestrooms and council rooms and all sorts of rooms that added square footage to my cage.

When we walked into my room, I realized it was tailored perfectly to a seventeen year old girl. Just a generic seventeen year old girls room that also happened to be for a princess. There was a case of tiaras and a wardrobe that was currently empty.

"We'll fetch you some clothes, and give you some time to adjust. We'll talk during dinner tonight," my father said.

I nodded and they left me. There was a door in the room that led to a bathroom. And it had running water! That was a luxury that I never had in the tower. I started to run a bath and once it was filled with water I undressed and got in.

Now alone with my thoughts, I realized that I wasn't being very nice to my parents. I said barely anything to them. But I couldn't really be blamed for that. I had only known of their existence today. In one day I had kissed Percy, set two fugitives free, and had been taken to the queen and king who were also my parents. It was a long day and I couldn't fake love for parents I didn't even know.

I washed my hair and got out of the bath. Once I toweled off I got into my old purple dress and started to brush my hair. And then as I was finishing up with cleaning up, I heard a voice.

"Well this is a pretty nice place," the voice said.

I walked out of the bathroom and there I saw him. Standing in my doorway with my parents was Percy Jackson with a stupid grin on his face.

"Percy?" I asked.

"Hey, Wise Girl," Percy said.