Hello everyone! So RainbowMinnieMuffin pointed out that I introduced Percy as Perseus, and Annabeth thought of him as Percy later. Well, I seriously didn't mean to do that. I think I was excited to put the chapter up so I accidently skipped it. Sorry about that and thanks for pointing it out!

"Good morning, Annabeth dear!" Mother beams as I come in for breakfast.

"Morning Mother, Malcom," I mumble around my pastry.

"I have decided that you may pick two men from last night, and I shall pick one.

"Okay." I think for a moment, then say, "Prince Perseus Jackson, of Oceana."
Mother splutters on her juice. "The one who winked at you? The one who you flaunted your legs at?"
"Yes, Mother. You know he is heir to his father's throne."

"Fine. My turn."
"You said I got to pick 2 men!"
"I changed my mind due to poor decision making on your part. I choose Prince Lukas of Hermia." Malcom, who do you think?"
"Lord Hatter seemed appropriate." Malcom says with a devilish smile at me.

"Done. The letters will be sent out later today." I glare at Malcom.

After breakfast is over, I wander around aimlessly.

"Princess Annebeth!" Likker calls to me that evening.
"Yes, Likker?"
"The men have arrived. Her Majesty expects you to entertain them immediately." I groan internally, and follow Likker to the main courtyard. Percy, Luke, and Hatter are standing apart. Luke and Hatter are standing straight up, gazing at me with smiles, both a bit forced. Percy is staring at the flowers on the wall. When he sees me, he winks, grabs a flower, and presents it to me with a bow. I hold it in my hand carefully, like it might burst.

"Welcome. You three have been chosen for close courting with me, and during which you will be staying here." I pause a moment, letting it sink in. "You should know, one of you was chosen by the Queen, one by myself, and one by the Crown Prince." They look a little startled by this. "Likker, please take Lord Hatter to his quarters. I will show the other two to their rooms in a moment." Likker does as I say, leading Hatter away. Luke comes at me, furious. Percy walks a little distance away, were he can listen without looking like it.

"What is the meaning of this, Annabeth?" Luke is right in my face, but I refuse to back down. Over his shoulder, I can see Percy's back tense.

"What do you mean, Luke?" My voice is cool and calm.

"You know that I have no interest in marrying you. So why in Zeus's name did you choose me?"

I laugh. "You flatter yourself, if you thought I chose you. I told you, I only picked one of you."
"So you…" Luke's eyes go cold as he realizes. "So you picked that air-head Jackson!" He turns around, but I grab his arm.

"Luke, you have no reason to be disturbed!"
"Oh, yes I do! You are like a sister to me; I won't have you marrying some donkey-brain!"

"My life is my life, Luke! I will live it like I choose!" He wrenches his arm away from my grip. I go after him again, and he pushes me to the ground.

Faster than I could call for a guard, Percy is in Luke's face, standing over me, and he's holding his pen.

"Leave her be." Percy's voice is quiet.

"Out of my way, fool!"
"I said, leave her alone." Percy's tone is menacing. A guard is headed towards us, and Luke's eyes flick to him, and back to Percy's face. With a snarl, Luke runs the other way.
Percy watches him go for a moment, then turns around and helps me up, slipping his pen back in his pocket at the same time. He holds my hand for a second longer, looking me in the eyes.

"Did he hurt you?" Percy asks when he lets go of my hand. I twist my elbow up.

"I think I skinned my elbow."
"Not your elbow."
"Mother will be devastated." Though we are joking, the mood is melancholy.

"Tell me something, Annabeth." Percy's voice is low.

"What?"
"Were you looking at my buttocks?"

And just like that, I'm laughing.

Well. There goes my inspiration. The train is on fast mode! Really, I didn't plan any of this when I started writing. It was really fun to watch the words appear.

Anyway, please review and yeah, thanks for reading.