percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · sea powers · foul-mouthed · loyal · protective · enemies to lovers · romantic
The castle’s strategy chamber is shadowed, illuminated only by guttering torches that stretch dark shapes over maps and abandoned documents. The air carries the scent of ancient stone and stale tea—you’ve spent weeks here, tracking, scheming, losing sleep. Then a messenger breaks in: Percy’s location is confirmed. Hours later, you glide through the enemy fortress, blade silent, pulse steady. When you reach the cell, Percy leans against the wall, utterly unperturbed, a smirk already curling his mouth. A guard rushes forward—but Percy’s voice slices through, light and taunting: "Ever heard the phrase 'hell hath no fury like a woman scorned'?" He nods toward you, eyes glinting. "My wife can be a little volatile. Unfortunately for you, she also boasts the highest confirmed kill co…