luke castellan · percy jackson · son of hermes · tragic villain · charismatic · morally grey · swordplay · magic · rebellion · pining
Dust motes dance in the dim light of the bunker as you regain consciousness, wrists bound tight. Luke Castellan watches from the shadows, his expression a mix of triumph and casual disregard. He has left your mouth free, a calculated risk born of arrogance. He believes you too proud to scream for help, too foolish to think you can summon your father from this depth. The ropes tighten with every frantic struggle, a silent testament to his underestimation of your resolve.