While Percy was getting fitted for his wedding tux, Artemis was busy planning the wedding. She had her Hunter's help her decorate the meadow behind Zeus's temple, as her father insisted that the wedding be held there. Artemis had already promised Thalia the spot of Maid of Honor, but thought that she should show respect to the other members of the harem by making them Bridesmaids. She still had one more slot to fill, but there were a lot of people, Hunter or otherwise, that she would want as a Bridesmaid.

"I'm done," Selene called from behind Artemis.

Artemis turned around and saw that Selene had made an ice sculpture of a Pegasus. She was a little shocked because she had asked Selene to draw a picture, not use her powers to make a life sized sculpture of Blackjack. She then looked behind the sculpture and saw more. There was a wolf, a deer, and both Percy and herself in battle stances. Each sculpture had an insane amount of detail that no professional sculptor could have put into ice without breaking it. Selene may have gone a little overboard with the sculptures, but Artemis wasn't going to say anything.

"Thank you sweetie," Artemis patted Selene on the head and handed her a basket full of fake flower petals, "why don't you go practise your Flower Girl duties?"

"OK!" Selene ran off, tossing flower petals into the air.

Artemis sighed and eyed the sculptures.

"What am I supposed to do with these?" She asked herself, "I suppose they can go behind the main table."

Artemis signaled for some Hunters to move the sculptures.

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"Well, Tyson is my brother," Percy explained to the seamstress taking his measurements, "but Grover has been my best friend for as long as I can remember. How am I expected to choose one as my Best Man?"

"People are always faced with difficult choices," the seamstress told him, "it's all part of being an adult."

"I know, but that doesn't make it any easier to choose."

"If you need a choice, you just need to ask yourself one question. Which one has been there for you through your most difficult times?" She finished taking his measurements, "Now, you said that your wedding colors will be blue and silver, correct?"

"Yeah. Artemis is wearing silver, so I need to wear blue."

"Would you like any particular shade of blue?"

"Indigo. My father told me that indigo is the color that should be used for a milestone. And I can't think of any bigger milestone than my wedding."

"Very well. I shall have it ready for you within a week's time."

"Thank you," Percy turned to leave, "for everything."

Percy stepped out into the afternoon sun and stretched. He still needed to give his opinion on the setup for the wedding, so he made his way to Zeus's temple. A shadow appeared above Percy as he heard a voice he had never heard before.

"Papa!" A pair of arms wrapped around Percy's neck and he noticed that the clawed hands had blue scales. He somehow already knew who it was.

"Kira? How did you get so big? When did you learn to talk?" He had so many questions.

"Mama said to say this is natural for us if you ask questions," Kira explained, wrapping her tail around Percy's chest, "she said to tell you that we grow up very quickly and to not ask about her age at all."

"Which only makes me more curious."

"She said to tell you that she is "of age" for dragons, whatever that means."

"Well I suppose that's the only thing that matters."

Kira flew around Percy and landed in front of him. She now looked like a full sized ten year old girl. Besides her hands, there were scales along her jawline and on her ankles. She had obviously outgrown her clothes and was probably too excited to see Percy to wait for new clothes to be finished. The horns behind her ears were now fully grown and her hair was longer and messier, with her bangs styled in a way that perfectly accented her purple streak.

Percy remembered that ten was normally the age that girls begin their transformation into women and saw that Kira's breasts were already developing. His still relatively new instincts as a father kicked in and he took off the jacket he was wearing and wrapped it around Kira, who folded her wings in to make it easier for her father.

"You need to be more careful," Percy told her, "especially around boys."

"You got it papa," Kira nodded her head.

"Come on," Percy guided her along the trail, "I'm sure your aunt left something in the temple that you could wear until your clothes are ready."

Dragon kids grow up so fast. Pretty soon, Khel will have to teach Kira to disguise herself as a human so she can go to school.