All Spartans are born warriors; Courage, Strength, Honour and Ferocity a part of their chaotic and crimson heritage. Spartan children from birth are raised to be the best warriors across the nations and the sandy deserts that lay in the East and the South across the Sea of Monsters, the Prince would be no exception, trained from the day he could stand on his own two feet without any help. Prince Perceus had grown to become one of the most powerful and charismatic warriors that Sparta had ever seen. A master swordsman and tamer of the Pegasus, Perceus was a force to be reckoned with, a force that sometimes his friend's underestimated, which he took to his advantage.

Percy

Swords clashed in the sparring arena, to anyone else it'd appear to be a death match but to Nico and I this was a regular sparring session which we engaged ourselves in, every now and then. As I parried another blow from Nico's double edged stygian blow I tried to come up with a move that's end this spar, no matter how much I enjoyed it, it was ultimately tiring.

Nico swung his sword over his head, brought his shield up and then attacked me with an upward slash, his sword grazed at my thigh as I tried to dodge his attack. He was getting stronger day by day. He brought his shield back up and took a defensive posture and within a fraction of a second he thrust his sword at me.

This was his first and last mistake, taking advantage of it I crouched and barrelled out of the way, swinging a kick on his legs, I tripped him on his own shield, his face in the dirt and in one swift move I had my sword at his neck.

"Still can't beat me, Nick." I said laughing loudly, just playing around with him, defeat buggered him so much.

"Ha Ha, not funny and don't call me Nick, Kelp head." He wasn't mad, but he wasn't the happiest loser either, no one is.

I had the perfect comment for his retort but just then we were interrupted by Jason, a fellow warrior and Grover a friend of mine since childhood.

"Perceus, The King and Queen want to see you in the Citadel facing the Sea." Grover said panting, he must have run to bring the message to me, but why the urgency I thought to myself.

"All right then" I said looking at Jason and Nico, "I'll see you both later. We are going swimming in the sea tomorrow" I shouted as I made my way to the citadel, I could hear them groan in the background at the thought of swimming in the sea. I couldn't help it, being in the sea was second nature to me, after all I was a Son of Poseidon, The God of Seas, Earthshaker, Stormbringer, Father of the Horses.

I wasn't a prince by birth, Prince of the Seas, yes. Prince of Sparta, well that's where it got complicated. The King of Sparta married by mother and adopted me as his son and heir to the throne, being a son of Poseidon, only made my title and inheritance that much stronger and formidable.

It took me quite some time to reach the Oceanic citadel. It was a beautiful building. The Citadel was situated on a cliff, it had a base of marble surrounded on all sides by a row of columns and at the centre there was a large marble dome, on the walls of which various stories of Poseidon had been engraved.

I entered the dome and was greeted by my parents who were looking at the sea, "Greetings Mother" I said hugging her, "My Lord."I said addressing Paul with much more respect with a bow.

"Welcome Son, you seem well." My mother said a smile on her face, her eyes lit at my sight.

"Please take a seat, Perceus" Paul said but I doubt that he saw me flinch when he used my full name.

"Yes, My Lord." was the only thing I could say because I noticed that they both were nervous. I wonder what had them so worried, maybe they wanted to talk to me about something, some political matter or impending war.

"Look, Percy... we have decided to arrange your marriage..." Paul hesitated but before he could say anything more

"WHAT! I just turned 16. I don't even have a girlfriend! "I shouted in surprise.

"Percy. Listen to us" My mother said her tone even but with a tinge of discipline and authority.

"You know how Sparta has always had a huge rivalry with Athens and it won't be long before war erupts between the two nations." explained Paul.

"Yes..?" I had no idea how that had anything to do with me getting married but I let him explain.

"So if you get married with the Princess of Athens we might be able to stop an impending war. Thousands of lives will be spared and there will be peace between us for generations to come." Paul continued. I have to start letting people explain before I ask questions.

"May I at least know who I'm getting married to?" I asked.

"Son, King Frederick only has one daughter." My mother said.

"What's her name?" I asked again.

"Her name is Annabeth, dear." My mother said a smile playing on her lips at my peaked interest.

"Okay I need some time alone, may I be excused?"I asked them.

"Yes Percy." They both said in unison and with that I left.

I had two options. Go with my friends and tell them everything that happened or go to the beach and be alone. That was an easy choice so I went to the beach. I always think well when I'm close to the sea. I took of my sandals and walked in until I reached a rock that was not too far away from the shore and sat on it. Fish started coming close to me saying things like "Greetings, my lord." and "Is everything okay, my lord?" and a few other things with my lord in it. After a couple of hours I got of the rock and went to the shore. I went back to the palace because I knew we would have to go to Athens soon to see my soon to be wife. Even if I didn't want to go I had no other choice.