AN/ This is the second chapter I promised!

I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians.

Percy

The city of Athens was beautiful. What else can I say? As we neared the shore I could see the fishermen take out their boats. I silently prayed to my father and I asked him to protect all the hardworking fishermen going out for another hard day at sea.

Suddenly, I remembered when I was training to be a Spartan warrior. Those were some of the worst days of my life. The official motto was never surrender; however the real motto should have been kill or be killed. Murder was against the law, but people turned a blind eye when it came to training. I thought that all of the vicious fighting was going to be the death of me. I just couldn't stand watching people die that way. Then I met my friends and my wise mentor, Chiron. Chiron told me that I always had to do what I thought was best. All of my friends made sure that I stayed the same Percy. Who knows what I would be without them. Now I understand why Paul wants me to get me married to the Princess of Athens. A war against Athens could turn out to be catastrophe that would leave thousands dead. A war at that scale would also be emotionally devastating. I had to do what was best for Sparta. Just like Chiron told me. I would be saving the lives of hundreds, of those who had a desire to live in peace. War would take that away from them and I would never let that happen.

While I was lost in my thoughts, it suddenly hit me. How would I explain all the monsters that attacked me? Only my close friends and my family knew that I was a demigod. Not even my own people knew the truth about me. Suddenly, a thousand thoughts ran through my head. Would she even believe me? Would she think I'm crazy? I was so worried I didn't hear Grover walking towards me.

"Are you ready?" He sounded just as worried as me.

"I don't think so." My words sounded emotionless, but I doubt he noticed.

"Why?"

"I need to tell her that I'm a half blood, but what if she thinks that I'm crazy?" I asked him, seeking his opinion on the matter.

"You don't have to tell her. Do you? "He asked, sounding a little confused.

"I have to spend the rest of my life with her. I need to tell her, Grover." I said with a pained expression, no matter how much neutral my voice sounded.

"Well you know you know I'll be there for you." He smiled and then he said. "Let's just get you ready. We're going to arrive soon." He said trying to get my mind off the matter.

"I think you are right" I said and the both of us then went below deck to get ready.

I dressed in my best armor, armor of gold, it was durable in battle however it was more for a cosmetic effect. Keeping with tradition, I decided to don a copper cloak, which went over my shoulders. To complete my apparel I then wore a helmet, also of the same gold alloy that the armour as made of. I heard footsteps behind me, I turned around and saw Leo.

"Hey! Percy. His highness wants to know if you're ready." Leo said his voice full of excitement, he too was wearing armour, however one made of a copper alloy.

"Yes, I'm ready." I said, blankly.

"Let's go then!" I wondered why he sounded so happy, but then it hit me. New city meant new girls for Leo to hit on. I rolled my eyes and walked out on the deck, we had already anchored, and the crew were now laying the planks down for the bridge.

The Spartan procession was huge, for the lack of a better term. Nobles, warriors and their families all had arrived overnight along with us and were now walking down the streets of Athens with our banners held high and much singing and dancing.

I didn't get to see much of the city because we were surrounded by the warriors, but it didn't matter I was thinking about the grand entrance we were about to make. Most of the warriors were six feet tall and they were all dressed in either copper or brass armour, with matching greaves and bracers. All of my friends were in the royal party and they closely followed me. We were being way to dramatic, but it was what was expected from the Spartans. We finally entered the palace and went straight to the throne room and we saw the royal family.

I saw her. I saw Princess Annabeth. She had beautiful blond hair that gently flowed down. The startling thing about her was her grey eyes. The last time I saw eyes like was when I went to Olympia and I saw the statue of Athena. I didn't think much about that then, I was only thinking about how her eyes seemed to look for my weaknesses. The truth was that she scared me because she reminded me of a goddess. Now that I look back at that day, I cannot believe I was so stupid. How could I compare her with a goddess?

I was probably hidden from her view, but I was not supposed to move an inch until Paul introduced me. The King of Athens greeted us in a joyful voice. "Welcome! A hearty welcome to our guests from Sparta, soon to be the home of my only daughter, Princess Annabeth, Heir to the throne of Athens." The room started to applaud. I guess they were happy about the marriage. The princess walked over to her father's side, bowed her head to my father, and then waved to the crowd.

Paul was standing next to the King of Athens and he started to speak. "Thank you, for the warm welcome. I'd now ask Perceus, Prince of Sparta and the Heir to my throne to ask for Princess Annabeth's hand in marriage." That was my cue. As the cheering erupted, I started to march towards the dais.

I went down on one knee and I looked at her. I was lost in her beautiful grey eyes. I wanted to stay that way forever. It was now or never and with one deep breath I said, "I'd like to request your hand in marriage, Princess Annabeth of Athens" It came out wrong, what else could I say? It was supposed to be all romantic and all that stuff but I didn't have the least idea on how to be romantic. I continued anyway, "I promise to defend your honour always and that of your family. I promised to protect you from any harm that might come your way and if the gods desire it , I will sacrifice myself for you" My words came out stiff and heavy as if I was reading them.

I held out my right hand and showed her the ring. Even I thought that it was pretty. I found it when we were boarding the ship back in Sparta. Actually, it found me. I was about to get on the ship when I saw the ring on a shell, a gift from my real father, Poseidon, King of the Seas, Earthshaker, Stormbringer and Father of Horses.

I noticed that her hand was shaking, as I placed the ring on her finger. I instantly knew that she didn't want to get married with me. Earlier I used to think that I was the only one that did not want to get married. I felt terrible, it was as if I was forcing her to spend the rest of her life with me, but it was too late now, I had slipped the ring on her finger now, we were officially engaged.

AN/ I hope you guys liked the chapter! I promise that there will be more Percabeth. I have a question for all my awesome readers... Do you think someone in the story is OOC?