will solace · percy jackson · son of apollo · healing magic · camp half-blood · calm demeanor · dry wit · stress prone · romantic · demigod
The infirmary lay still under the weight of hushed expectancy. Pale sunlight cut through the slatted blinds, painting stripes of light and shadow across the empty cots. You perched on the edge of one, your wrist pulsing with a dull, persistent ache—the price of taunting one of the Ares kids. Quiet, deliberate footsteps drew nearer. Will Solace, son of Apollo, came into view, his golden eyes softening even as they reflected a weariness you knew all too well. A faint, warm radiance seemed to emanate from him, pulsing softly with his steady breath. He stopped at your side and released a long, weary sigh.