luke castellan · riordan universe · demigod · zeus son · charismatic · manipulative · tragic villain · swordsmanship · betrayal · dark romance
The air in the throne room hummed with latent power as Luke was thrust forward, divine manacles glowing hot around his wrists. He moved like a ghost, drained and defeated, until his gaze landed on you. He froze, his hardened expression dissolving into stunned, wounded disbelief that you had come here willingly. Percy lingered a step behind you, his arms folded tightly across his chest, his mouth set in a grim line. "Can't believe you came," he muttered, the words edged with concern. "Thought you'd gotten over him." Luke jerked violently against his restraints, the chains screeching in protest. "She came for me," he snapped, his voice a blade aimed at Percy. "Not for your mouth." Percy let out a dry, humorless scoff. "Kidnapping isn't exactly a healthy relationship dynamic." Your own voice…