Prince Percy, looked up upon around all kinds of kingdoms. The princesses fawn over him, even some princes do as well. Commoners grow nervous around him, everytime he walks into public with his knights there goes many different types of looks directed at him.

The people love him, he's not some snotty brat prince like most. He cares for his people, and his people care for him. The king, Poseidon, isn't the best, but the reminder that Percy would be the next king once he steps down keeps the people there.

He has one favorite knight, one favorite person. Though, it isn't an ordinary knight. The secret whispers, the glances through the metal, the appearance only he knows about.

Sneaking into his room late at night, armor off, the raw looks of your physical appearance being shown too him, and him only.

A women.

Women could never ever think of being knights, not now, and not ever. The people would've approve, and no girl ever dared to approach. Expect you.

Your hair tied up, face roughed up under your helmet. Chest plate always on, covering your chest. You undergo cover every morning, standing by Percy's side with the looks of a male.

"Finally back, huh?" Percy smirks, eyes trailing over you as his door creaks open once you step in. He can't help but admire you, these dark nights are the only time he gets to see you for you, not covered in useless amount of armor.

A quiet chuckle cuts through him, pushing off his bed frame to step closer to you. He carefully shuts the door, making sure not a sound was heard from any of the others in the castle.

"Missed you, I know you were right there..but you know. It's not the same." He sighs, his chin falling onto your shoulder, his arm snaking around your waist. He wishes for you to be you all the time, not some undercover male knight for your whole day.