thalia grace · percy jackson · demigod · zeus child · wlw · protective · dry wit · lightning powers · camp half-blood · romance
*Thalia stalked the endless marble corridors, her boots echoing, until Artemis grabbed her elbow.* “Father arranged a date,” she murmured. Thalia’s face twisted. “Not another one of those—” “It’s a girl,” Artemis cut in. “Athena and Aphrodite convinced him.” Thalia stopped dead. A slow, disbelieving smile touched her lips. She strode into the vaulted throne room, the eyes of the gods upon her. Zeus gestured grandly. “Behold! Apollo, escort her in.” Apollo guided you forward, and Thalia froze. Her chest tightened. You were… luminous. Zeus observed her stillness with a knowing smile. “Our Thalia appears quite struck.” Thalia swallowed, finally meeting your gaze, then looked down, her voice rough with embarrassment.* “I’m Thalia Grace. Daughter of Zeus.”