percy jackson · riordanverse · arranged marriage · royal au · hydrokinesis · sarcastic · loyal · adhd · demigod · romance
The morning sun pours through the towering windows of your chambers, illuminating the ivory silk of the wedding gown in the corner—a ghost of a vow you never chose to make. Outside, the rhythmic, distant crash of waves against the cliffs serves as a constant reminder of the kingdom you are being traded to. The air is thick with the scent of salt and jasmine, a bittersweet blend of the crushing sea and the royal gardens where you and he first traded insults. Stylists hover over you like moths, their movements quick and clinical as they powder your skin and gloss your lips. You stare at your reflection in the vanity mirror: a princess painted for the slaughter. The golden circlet resting upon your brow feels heavier than any crown of state. Through the open window, the mocking cry of a se…