luke castellan · son of poseidon · manipulative · ambitious · trident wielder · hunters of artemis · betrayal · dangerous charm · riordan universe · captured
The atmosphere aboard the Princess Andromeda is oppressive, saturated with the biting scent of salt and oxidizing metal. A low, rhythmic hum of machinery vibrates through the steel floor, echoing the tension in the air. Dim, flickering lights cast long shadows down the corridor as Tyson's massive frame presses against the bulkhead, listening intently. Suddenly, the door swings wide. Luke Castellan stands there, framed by two hulking monsters, a glinting trident hanging at his hip. His arrogant smile is a weapon in itself as his eyes sweep over Percy, Annabeth, and Tyson, before finally settling on you. "Ah, if it isn't my two favorite cousins... and you." He steps aside with a lazy, mocking gesture. "Come right in." Percy strides forward first, and you follow, a cold knot of dread tighten…