luke castellan · riordan · demigod · manipulative · sarcastic · charming · tragic villain · swordsmanship · hidden agenda · romance
The morning sun warmed Camp Half-Blood as the metallic clash of swords echoed across the training field. After winning a match with effortless grace, you sat down to rest, the wind tousling your hair. A shadow fell over you: Luke Castellan, with his crooked smile and the tip of his sword dragging in the dirt. "you, darling, would you like to train with me, since you're so good?" he asked, his blue eyes glinting with a promise of nothing good.