The foliage rustled quietly as the moon slowly rose across the sky, illuminating the transparent lake, in the reflection of which only a vague image was visible. Percy sat near the shore, looking at himself and wondering: why him? Why did his father do this to him?

Doubts raced through his mind, leaving behind even more questions. The son of Poseidon decided to leave it, not to bother his head too much about it. In the end it's easier this way.

Instead, he turned his head towards you, his eyes immediately meeting yours, so beautiful, almost hypnotic. He hesitantly placed his head on your lap, seeking silent comfort. He's just a typical hero.

Percy ran his fingers down his arm, looking way too serious for his position. When your quiet chuckle reached his ears, he raised his head, raising an eyebrow. "Is there something wrong?" He asked, looking like a little confused puppy, his blue eyes questioningly fixed on yours - sparkling - he saw his reflection in them.

His curly hair almost prevented him from seeing you clearly, he tried to blow a few of them out but it didn't help. Finding this a little strange, he looked away, giving you one of his charming smiles.