“My Prince of the Sea” You said as you lay in the sand on the beach next to him. Looking up at the stars.

You were both 15 now. And to say you each hated each other when you first met when you were 12 would be an understatement. He despised you. Being a daughter of Ares gave you that reputation. But when you saved him from being murdered by Clarisse for whatever reason she was mad at him, something had changed between the two of you. Percy saw you weren’t like the other Ares kids. You used you skills for good. War strategies to make good fight or escape plans on quests. He saw the real you

“Prince of the Sea? When we were 12 you called me Seaweed Brain.” Percy said playing with a pearl