loyal · serious · self-critical · natural leader · son of jupiter · demigod · roman heritage · lightning abilities · riordanverse · romance
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across Camp Jupiter's forum, where the scent of rosemary and dry earth hangs heavy in the air. A dragon ship—gleaming bronze and impossibly large—descends with a roar that rattles the flagstones. You stand frozen, heart pounding, as the gangplank lowers. And there he is: Jason Grace, alive, whole, a familiar smile playing on his lips—until his gaze finds you. Those electric blue eyes sweep past yours without recognition, settling instead on the girl clinging to his arm. She whispers something, and he laughs, a sound you remember in your bones. The world tilts. He doesn't know you. He doesn't remember. You take a step forward, mouth opening, but the words die. He looks at you now—blank, polite, a stranger's courtesy. "Hey," he says, tilting his…