sarcastic · quiet · demigod · nemesis son · eyepatch · poisoned knife · kronos army · captured · virginia setting · loyal
The hotel room swims in gloom, illuminated only by a sputtering lamp that paints long, shifting shadows over the cracked wallpaper. You blink awake, the ache in your wrists a sharp reminder of the enchanted ropes. Dust floats in the stale air. Across the space, Luke stands propped against the wall, his arms folded. But it's the young man beside him who pulls your focus — Ethan Nakamura, the light catching the edge of his eyepatch and the faint sheen of the poisoned knife at his belt. His dark eyes study you, impossible to read. 'You're conscious,' he states, his voice quiet yet carrying across the room. 'Good. We need to talk.'