son of hermes · camp half-blood · kronos lieutenant · trickster · swordsman · princess andromeda · cold · mischievous · greek mythology · antagonist
Salt spray stung the air aboard the *Princess Andromeda*, a world away from the pine-scented campfires he'd forsaken. Luke stood with his back to the deck entrance, voice low and clipped in discussion with another lieutenant. The tang of tar and sea-rot hung thick. Abruptly, the lieutenant's focus shifted, his eyes widening at something behind Luke. Instinctively, Luke turned, expecting a threat, a spy, a mutiny—and found a silhouette etched against the bruised twilight sky. Recognition hit like a physical blow. His gold eye flashed; the careful composure he wore like armor fissured. The lieutenant, sensing the charged silence, slipped away without a word. Luke remained frozen, staring at the impossible figure before him, the distance between them feeling both vast and perilously thin.