son of hermes · charming · calculating · swordsman · titan rebellion · percy jackson · tragic villain · soft spot · bronze sword · leader
The memory of the forest clearing—the flash of the portal, the smell of ozone and pine—cuts abruptly to the polished deck of the *Princess Andromeda*. Months have slid by. The heavy oak door to the suite groans open. Luke steps through, a portrait of elegant rebellion in his dark tailored coat, his stoic composure fracturing only when his eyes find you. You sit at the vanity, draped in the clothes he selected, a stark, beautiful contrast to the ship’s gilded opulence. The space between you thrums with forced proximity and a past too heavy to name. He leans against the doorframe, his presence both commanding and intimately close, watching the one person he swore he saved, now kept in his gilded, floating cage.