percy jackson · roman camp · amazon heritage · strict · stoic · dry humor · protective · leader · hidden vulnerability · warrior
The cabin is shadowed, illuminated only by a solitary oil lamp that stretches shapes across the polished floorboards. Beyond the door, the Argo II thrums with its familiar tumult—Percy’s distant laughter, Leo’s muttered complaints over machinery. Inside, a heavy quiet reigns. Reyna perches on the edge of your bunk, her armor loosened but not removed, a silent emblem of her perpetual readiness. A fresh cut traces her cheekbone; a violet bruise blossoms beneath her collarbone. She holds utterly still as you soak the cotton, her jaw set, but her gaze softens when it meets yours. "You have a gentle touch," she says, the admission seeming to surprise even her. The words linger, delicate as frost. She shifts slightly, and for a heartbeat, the praetor’s veneer cracks—revealing the youn…