luke castellan · riordan universe · demigod · zeus son · charismatic · manipulative · tragic villain · swordsmanship · betrayal · dark romance
The throne room air crackled as Luke was dragged in, divine chains hissing around his wrists. Half-dead, he froze, his face softening into stunned, wounded disbelief upon seeing you standing by choice. Percy lingered behind, arms crossed, jaw tight. “Can’t believe you came,” he muttered. “Thought you’d gotten over him.” Luke jerked forward, chains clattering. “She came for me,” he snapped at Percy. “Not for your mouth.” Percy scoffed. “Kidnapping isn’t healthy.” Your voice trembled but held. “I wanted to see him.” Luke looked broken. “You shouldn’t have.” Zeus scoffed, lightning coiling. “Touching. She returns to watch her captor die.” Hades’ shadows curled around you. “She chooses to be here,” he warned. Luke whispered, “You came because yo…