Heyllo guys! So the update is finally here. Imma go ahead and thank everyone who reads this story! :)

Chapter 7

It was late afternoon, less than half an hour before the sun would start to set. Percy was sitting next to his friend Grover, who had curly, reddish brown hair and dark brown eyes resembling the bark of a tree. Percy had paid his friend a visit right after working at the castle. The duke had visited the palace today and there was a grand celebration this morning. Right after lunch at the palace with the royal family, he left, bidding his goodbye, waving out of the grand carriage guarded by the royal guards assigned to the duke's villa.

Since Grover couldn't play around because of his legs, he and Percy settled for talking and telling random jokes. Around this time, Percy was telling Grover about his experiences in the palace, and how he made the princess smile. "You see, people think of her as a mean brat," Percy was saying. "But she's really nice once you get to know her."

"SO you actually made her smile?" Grover asked quizzically.

"And laugh, too." Percy added rather proudly. Then he suddenly remembered something. "You should meet her one time! I'm sure you guys would be friends too." Grover stared at Percy as if he told him he was marrying a sock in two days. "How is that even possible?!" Grover exclaimed. "I haven't met royalty before! I have no way of getting to the palace since I can't even walk! Considering my parents would even allow me."

"Relax," Percy said. "I'll help you walk. Plus you have those." Percy gestured to the pair of wooden crutches leaning against the side of the doorway. "And if it's too far, she'd probably come here if she wanted to." Grover gave him that quizzical look again and started to explain about how royalty and peasantry works. But before he could, Percy suddenly stood up. "Sorry, Grover! I gotta go! We have a dinner at the palace tonight and dad would probably kill me if I'm not ready by sunset." Percy said in a hurry. "But it already is sunset!" Grover exclaimed just as Percy dashed off waving goodbye, leaving a very confused Grover sitting in a doorway shaking his head at him.

"Percy! Where have you been? I told you to be here before sunset!"

Poseidon ans Sally were already prepared for the dinner with the king and his family. Poseidon wore a long-sleeved white shirt with a ruffled collar and cuffs, a navy blue vest decorated with golden patterns, and his trusty boots. The shirt was a bit old, so it was a tad yellowish. It has belonged to Poseidon's father, who served in the army once.

Sally was wearing a simple, yet beautiful dress. It had a floral pattern in the middle and was maroon with small ruffles at the cuffs and below the skirt part. Her wavy brown hair was tied up in a bun with small loose strands still sticking out the sides, but they matched the hair very well.

Percy had just rushed inside when his mother suddenly scolded him. She grabbed his arm and led him into his room, where he was mercilessly fitted with a white shirt with ruffles, similar to Poseidon's, and a rather tiny vest the color of the sea. Then he was fitted with the regular brown pants and brown boots. The belt buckle was simple steel, but so shiny it gave the illusion of silver.

Sally took a step back to examine her son. Her hands flew to her mouth, smiling with pride. "I-I can't breath." Percy , he looked proper and quite cute. But the vest felt so tight on him he though it would crush his lungs. Sally just laughed at him and led him out for his father too see. "Well my son looks like a fine gentleman!" Poseidon exclaimed. "Though..." Sally sighed. "I swear, no matter how much I comb, wet, or oil his hair it wouldn't bend into place! It's just naturally messy." She frowned. Percy grinned innocently up at his mother, as if to say "It wasn't my fault!"

Finally, Thalia emerged from her room. She wore a simple purple dress, lined with a sparkling silver her head was a matching band of silver around her head, her hair was was actually combed into place so it fitted perfectly. Her electric blue eyes that gazed like an eagle and the fact that the dress only reached below her knees made her look like she was some sort of huntress. But if she lowered her stance she looked perfectly fine.

"Do I look okay?" Thalia asked after exiting her room. "I cant believe it still fit. Last I wore it I was only eleven years old."

Sally smiled at her. "three years later and it still looks amazing on you, Thalia!"

"Thanks."

"So shall we head out now?" Poseidon said.

They were all seated in the long, rectangular dining table at the palace. The king was seated, ofcourse, at the head of the table. On the first left seat sat the queen, next to her sat the princess, and next was Percy. On the right seats sat Poseidon, Sally and Thalia.

"I'm glad you could come!" Greeted the king. "I have the great pleasure to have this dinner with the family of the young man who made my daughter smile."

"We are very honored, your hignesses." Poseidon said.

"Percy, young man." King Frederick said. "I thank you for befriending my daughter and showing her how to have a good time."

"It wath nothing, yer majeshty." Percy said through a mouth full of turkey meat. Annabeth rolled her eyes at him, but ghost of a smile appeared on her face.

King Frederick let out a chuckle. "Let us now feast, shall we? Though I see Percy has already been feasting upon thy turkey..." Everyone let out a small laugh at this, even Annabeth, as they started to feast on the scrumptious food served infront of them.

Okay, sorry guys. This was kind of just a filler chapter and was honestly kind of sucked. I swear upon the styx then next chapter will be better! Until then, please leave a review on what you think of the story! Thanks!

~Apollo's Pirate Daughter