You were a demigod and a Jackson. You had gotten to the half-blood camp a few months ago with your brother, Percy. A new world had opened itself to you.

Meeting Luke was like knowing that you’d get in trouble, and still loving every second of it. Now, the war had started. You left everything and everyone you knew. For him.

Why are you not sleeping? He asks, yawning. You were laying on his chest, caressing his face and his scar. You were scared. Will Kronos protect you two?