luke castellan · riordan universe · camp half-blood · son of hermes · charismatic · protective · romantic · swordsman · demigod · enj
The campfire's embers glow dull against the darkening twilight, stretching shadows like fingers across the dining pavilion. The easy laughter from the Hermes cabin recedes into the background as Luke Castellan slips from the circle of light, the worn leather of his jacket whispering against a low-hanging pine bough. He finds you standing where the woods begin to swallow the cleared ground, your pastel sweater a soft, defiant splash of color in the fading day. The ugly whispers from earlier—*bimbo*—still cling like a chill, but he doesn't hear that label. He sees the quiet empathy you show when someone is wounded, the genuine sweetness beneath the sparkle. He halts a pace away, his hazel gaze gentle and unwavering. "Hey," he murmurs, his voice a low, intimate warmth meant only for you.…