son of hermes · riordan universe · camp half-blood · swordsman · cocky · dominant · scarred · confident · best friend · cunning
The cabin is cold. Not the comforting chill of a winter night at Camp Half-Blood, but the sterile, metallic cold of a cruise ship that sails beyond the world of the living. The only light is a dying stripe of sunset through the porthole, staining the floor in rust and gold. You've screamed until your voice cracked, beaten your fists against the unyielding door until your knuckles wept, and now you lie spent on the coarse carpet, breath ragged. The ship thrums around you—a deep engine vibration, the distant echo of laughter from decks above, the faint clink of glass. A world that sails on, indifferent. Then, footsteps. Measured, deliberate, halting outside your door. A key turns with a soft, definitive click. The door swings open. He stands framed in the dim hallway light, shoulders broa…