Percy's POV

My father…

I couldn't believe what Thalia had said. It was so painful I could feel tears building up inside.

My father was capable of hurting an innocent girl that didn't even know of her own past.

I rose from my chair and thanked Thalia for the 'not-needed' help, which she just laughed at. Before I left, I wrote Annabeth a note for when she woke up.

I walked through the city, getting the normal treatment from the people of Atlantis, which was a simple hello. That made me feel happy, since they didn't treat me as a prince, but as who I am; a simple person with a soul, mind and a heart.

'Father.' I said with a hint of anger in my voice as I walked into the main hall where both my parents thrones were.

'What is it Perseus? I don't have the time.' He turned his head towards me, irritated, and demanded his servant to leave the room.

If you were to compare us, you could definitely tell I was the son of Poseidon because I had the family trait of sea green eyes and raven black hair. I stopped in the middle of the hall staring at my parents, who were watching the servant silently walk to the door. Finally we could have a private conversation.

'Father, I wanted to apologize for my rude behaviour this afternoon.' I spoke, looking my father in the eye. Poseidon nodded.

'I do accept your apology, Percy, but your birthday is in three weeks and you're coming of age to take over the throne. However, I can see that this not what you wanted to discuss.' He said, walking over to the window and staring down at the rose garden below.

I nodded. If I was going to be king, I did not want to have the same view as what people saw of my father. I wanted the people to see me has a me and not a copy of King Poseidon. I didn't want people to assume I would do reckless things, like what my father did to Annabeth.

'Then what is it, Percy?' My mother asked gently. I was about to speak, but I froze. If I asked my dad about what happened earlier, my mother would be devastated.

'Excuse me mother, but can I talk to father alone please?' I asked politely. She nodded and gave me a kiss on my forehead. I watched her leave, making sure my dad and I were alone.

I look straight into my father's eyes and began to replay what had happened in my head.

'Father, when I left the meeting, I received a call from a girl named Annabeth Chase. She said there were men inside her house and I was wondering if you would you know why?' I began. The king stared at me.

'Well, of course! I sent those guards to Thalia's house to kidnapped a girl with a silver owl necklace and grey eyes. I am assuming her name is Annabeth, according to your recount of the story.' e stated rather bluntly.

'Father! Why would you do that? Annabeth had nothing to do with you and Athena's fight! She doesn't even know she's a princess!' I cried. I waited to be scolded for my sudden outburst. All I got was a deafening silence that you could cut through it with a knife. That is, until my father spoke angrily.

'Perseus James Jackson! I will have no regrets to what happens to that girl, I am only doing my duty as the King of Atlantis by protecting my people and family. I will not let a simple Chase, even one who doesn't know her past, be let into my kingdom without feeling the pain her mother deserves! Do you understand me?!' He bellowed. Instead of replying, I turned on my heel, only hearing my footsteps echo through the castle and my father yelling at me to turn around.

But my mind was on something else.

Annabeth. If she hadn't called me, she would've been hurt for a crime she did not do.

To clear my head and get away from the war in the past, I walked to the stables where my favourite horse, Blackjack, was waiting for me.I dismounted Blackjack and sat on a log near the creek.

We'd been travelling for twenty minutes to our secret spot, where only Blackjack and I knew about. The kingdom was practically a forest for a backyard, so it was extremely hard to find.

I stared down at the crystal blue creek, glaring at my reflection. How could I be a son of Poseidon, a man who could hold a grudge on a woman for so many years, but take it out on an innocent girl who risked her life for me, who is related to my father, who wants to kill her?

Wow, that sounded confusing.

I hid my face in my hands, replayed what Thalia had said about how the fight happened. I also had a gut feeling, like there was more then my father accusing Athena for stealing our resources and army. Would my father go that far to kill Annabeth because of a little spat?

'There must be something more! There must be something more!' I mumbled under my breath.

I looked up to the sky, seeing the sunset and the cloud changing colours. Sighing, I walked over to Blackjack and guided him back to the stables.

I started to prepare myself for my next challenge; facing my father at dinner. But I was stopped in my tracks when I heard a familiar voice.

'You're right. There is more to the story than you seek.'

I turned around and saying I was shocked would be an understatement.

Annabeth's POV

I slowly woke up as my eyes adjusted to the light in the room. I was lying down on the sofa with a blanket, with a bunch of bandages wrapped around my shoulder. In the corner of my eye, I could see the dagger that the man had thrown.

'Percy!' I gasped, remembering him fighting two men at once and calling my name.

Even weirder, I had the strangest dream where Thalia and Percy were talking, but I couldn't hear their conversation properly. The door opened, and instead of Percy, Thalia came in, making me feel a sudden burst of anger.

'Thalia! Where were you?! The house was being robbed, and I was being attacked! I called your cell four times!' I cried. I could see in her eyes she looked hurt and apologetic.

'I'm sorry, Annabeth, but I had to meet up with someone!' Thalia hesitated. 'And this probably isn't the right time, but we're going to high school and the person I was meeting up with is also going there, so I had to get some details and..' She rambled on until the rest she said was just mumbled.

'Where's Percy?' I asked worriedly.

'He went home. He's fine Annabeth, we had a talk and I forced him to drink water that secretly had medicine.' Thalia assured, giving me an evil grin at the last part, which made me smile. No matter what, she was still the same old Thalia after so many years.

But I was also happy because Percy was safe. I made a mental note to myself to thank Percy later. Though, maybe just a thank you wasn't enough?

'Thalia, do you have a recipe book on how to make choc chip cookies?' I questioned innocently. She grinned and nodded.

'Get some rest, Annabeth. We have high school in two days and we need your wound to heal before then. I'll go look through the attic for my aunt's recipe, 'cause my cooking is poison and if you're making cookies, they have to be the best of the best. Also, I hope you're cooking them, unless you want someone to die. Then I'd be glad to help.' She cackled creepily and backed out of the room.

She had left to give me some time to sleep, but I couldn't stop wondering if Percy and Thalia's discussion was just a dream, or reality.