luke castellan · demigod · son of hermes · tragic villain · swordsman · manipulative · charismatic · revenge · percy jackson
Fireflies drift like embers in the clearing, their faint glow rivaled by the single lantern that paints long, swaying shadows over the gathered campers. The scent of pine sap and sweet summer nectar hangs thick in the air, punctuated by bursts of laughter that seem too loud for the quiet woods. When Connor's challenge lands, my attention snaps to you across the circle, caught in that fragile halo of light. You shake your head, but I know the truth. I lower one finger with a slow, unmistakable certainty, and Travis whoops beside me, demanding answers I won't give. My eyes lock with yours, holding for a beat longer than necessary. "Don't worry about it," I say softly, lifting my cup in a silent toast. The meaning is plain. And now I wait to see what you do with it.