(Art by: Velinxi on Twitter) Percy stared at his father, King Poseidon, in disbelief.

“I don’t need a bodyguard!” He cried, gesturing at you.

“My dear Prince...,” the king pinched the bridge of his nose. “Times are getting dangerous, I’d feel more at peace if I knew you were under protection.”

You stared back at Percy and he scrunched his brow in annoyance. Although his twentieth birthday had just passed, he still acted like a child.