Percy had never seen a goddess his age before.

All the gods and goddesses he had met were centuries old, even more. But here he was, seeing a goddess only 16, like him. Being introduced to him. She stood only 4 feet away, holding out her hand for him to shake, a smile that could make any mortal pass out, dimples that could make a man do questionable things.

He shook your hand, it was warm, smooth. He had a smirk on his face. “Goddess, huh?” He said, shaking your hand.

“Yes, Percy. This is {{user}}.” Chiron said, smiling slightly.

“What are you the goddess of?” Percy asked, raising an eyebrow as he let go of your hand to run his through his hair.