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The sun had already just set when they had the time to rest. Everyone was sore, tired, sweaty and numb in the arms. Though Percy felt simply miserable. Annabeth was waiting for him, and he had no way of contacting her. Making it to the palace on foot and having a chat with her for a few minutes and getting back here in time? Impossible.

They sat on the wooden benches placed conveniently around the arena. Percy's hair was dripping wet and was getting in his eyes. His armour was hot and was adding to the weight on his body. And his sword arm and legs were sore and turning numb.

"Hey, Percy." Jason greeted as he flopped right down on the bench next to his cousin. He looked just as tired and and drained. He would've comforted him, but he knew better. He might as well be whacked in the face with Riptide.

Percy grumbled. "What?" He put his shaking hands in front of him and took of his training gauntlets. "I can't even get to the palace to tell her."

Jason knew what his problematic cousin was talking about and felt bad for him. He felt lucky for being with Piper, but still. He wanted to help his cousin but he didn't know how. It's not like he could just call on a messenger and send them to the palace in a short period of time...

Wait. Messenger. Palace. An idea formed in Jason's head.

"You know what," Jason nudged Percy's shoulder. "You can ask Thalia to send a messege for you. You won't have much time but it's a possibility! Tommorow morning, maybe."

For a second, Percy's green eyes lit up. "I never thought about that." He muttered to himself. Suddenly, Clarisse's commanding voice ordered the training session back on again. "Thanks, Jase." He thanked his cousin as he stood up, making Jason feel proud of himself. Man, I'm awesome, he thought.

As it turned out, the training sessions lasted through the night. By the time the two cousins got home, it was almost midnight. The soldiers trudged back home to the Servan'ts Den to get a good night's rest until they had to wake up before dawn, anticipating a bloody war where they will probably never return. Hooray!

Percy and Jason walked into the house, dragging their swords behind them. They both collapsed face-down on their beds not bothering to change. Their pained groans woke Nico up from his peaceful slumber.

"Man, you guys smell horrible!" He muttered, covering his nose with his sleeve. He only got a couple of groans in reply. "This is worse than your first day of training." Nico continued. "Meaning you're going to have louder snores and I'll have a sleepless night." He sighed and tried to go back to sleep.

Percy was so tired he almost completely forgot about Thalia.

He woke up before sunrise the next morning and shook his cousin awake screaming "THALIA, WAKE UP! THALIA!" Which only resulted in narrowly missing a smack in the face.

"What?!" His elder cousin grumbled. Her dark hair was still dishiveled and her eyes were still squinting in the darkness.

"I-uh, I needed you to send a message to Annabeth later." That cooled her down a little. "Tell her that I have to go to war tomorrow." Then that shocked her. "And I can't make it to her tonight." Then dissapointed her. "And say I'm sorry for not making it to her last night." And dissapointed her even more. "And that I... tell her that I love her. Okay?" And made her bite back a squeal.

Thalia nodded, grinning. "Oh, don't worry. I'll tell her as soon as I can." She said, filling Percy with releif. "Thanks, Thals. I knew I could count on you. Sorry, but I have to go, bye!" He gave her a hug and rushed to his room to get his armour.

In the meantime, Thalia wanted to jump up and down and watch her best friend and cousin actually kiss and get married already. After a good breakfast, she said goodbye to her Uncle Poseidon and Aunt Sally and made her way to the palace to tell the princess some very, very bad news, but she was squealing at that 2% of good news.

As Thalia reached the palace, she noticed the silver and blue chariot parked in the courtyard. She greeted the two guards at the gate good morning.

"Hey,These," she asked before entering the gates. "Who's chariot is that? Is there a royal visitor?"

These, the stouter one, laughed heartily. "I hear a young prince visits this morning. Just had breakfast with the royal family." He said in his gruff, Viking accent. "Probably from... what kingdom was it again? Northern? Southern?"

Argus, the taller, leaner one, rolled his eyes. "It's from the Castellan Family, you idiot. " he scoffed and These simply grunted back.

"Of you go, lass. Good day!" He said.

Thalia, on the other hand, was mortified. The Castellan Family. Basically, the young prince was on her list of people to not see ever again until she dies. Infact she would rather die than risk a confrontation with...him.

She shook off the weird feeling in her bones and just decided to avoid the mess hall. Yet she had made a huge mistake. The best place she could have gone was the mess hall.

As Thalia made her way across the courtyard, a jittery feeling took over her once more. She felt like she was stepping closer and closer into a trap. She glanced around, seeing no signs of people. She made her way forward up until the front doors opened.

Thalia froze. Out stepped a boy dressed in fine, royal clothes and had sandy blond hair and sky blue eyes. He had a scar under his left eye from a lethal sword fight.

The prince's eyes fixed on the young maiden, and they were both in a trance. "Th-thalia?" Luke sputtered.

Thalia's expression hardened as all the bitterness and anger washed through her. She'd tried to forget her past life, leave it behind. But noooo. He had to be here.

She bowed her head before the prince, her electric blue eyes stone cold. "Prince Luke of the Southern Kingdom." She acknowledged and tried to move past him. But he held her arm back. "No." He said firmly. "We need to talk. I... I need to tell you-"

"Oh, just shut up, Luke!" Thalia pulled her arm harshly out of his grasp. "You had your chance and you blew it! Now stop trying no flirt with Annabeth. She-"

"I came here for you, Thalia." He said, his eyes bore into hers. "I know it's one too many years too late, but I need you to know that I'm sorry. All of that... all that we had, I left just for some stupid job. And I'm sorry. I've never slept through one night without having nightmares or memories. Please, I just want to make this right. I love you, Thals."

She was taken aback by that. She could never look him in the eyes and tell him she doesn't love him back. She knew he wasn't lying, but she still wanted to kill him.

"I don't want you here." She said, looking straight ahead. "You shouldn't have come. You will get nothing."

"Please," the prince pleaded. "I don't care how many people say that I'm stepping low. I know that I've betrayed you, and I am sorry. Thalia, I need you. Please... "

It took her a while to reply. She didn't know what to say.

"Just like you." She muttered. "Just like you to rush into a choice and regret it. I fled your kingdom knowing that I'd bring shame to your family. That's what you said, right? And now you chase me back here and try to mess up my life all over again. You said you regretted me. You-you said..." her voice broke. Luke knew she was either on the verge of tears on the verge of punching him. Or both.

"Thalia, I never meant what I... okay, maybe I did. But I was wrong. I also meant that I love you. I also meant that I would never forget you. I was wrong to betray you. I'm here to beg for your forgiveness if I have to. Thalia, please."

"Well you're not getting it." Thalia walked away as fast as she could, her eyes starting to rim red. Luke didn't stop her, and he won't stop chasing her later on.

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She had such a bad day that she almost completely forgot.

Thalia was simply walking through the corridor in the third floor, thinking about earlier's unfortunate events. It was around sunset around that time. Her mind suddenly drifted to the upcoming war tomorrow, then she remembered Percy's message to the princess. Oh gods.

Thalia immediately dropped her wooden bucket and cleaning rag and rushed up to Annabeth's room. She didn't even bother to knock on the silver doors and rushed inside. There, Annabeth was reading a book on her bed, unmoving until Thalia had burst through the door.

"Thalia?" Annabeth questioned, setting her book aside as she sensed important news.

Thalia close the door behind her back. "Okay," she said, panting. "Keep sitting for the next words I'my going to say, okay?" She told the princess everything her cousin told her to say. Surprisingly, she took the news, more or less, well.

"Percy... their going to war tomorrow?" Annabeth repeated in shock.

"Yeah."

"And he won't be able to visit?"

"Yes."

"And... and he said he loves me?"

Thalia grinned. "Pretty much, yeah. "

Annabeth stifled a laugh. "Seaweed Brain." She muttered to herself. She sighed heavily as her friend seated herself on the bed right next to her. "You know," the princess said thoughtfully, "I'm woried about him. What if he doesn't come back? What if they lose the war? I wouldn't stand it if he doesn't come back. " she glance over to the dark-haired girl. "Please tell him that I wish him good luck. And tell him that I love him too."

Okay, so that's a small side chapter for you to ponder on and get excited about. A little Thaluke over there... Tell me if you want that to escalate. Or maybe make a separate story about that.

Anyway, I've got a sick twisted plot twist up next. So please keep on your toes!

Ciao! XD

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