⩫⩫⩫⩫⩫ ιη βετωεεη τhε Lιηεs⩫⩫⩫⩫⩫ Percabeth x Solangelo Fanfiction Chapter 3
Annabeth and Luke's honeymoon was short lived and unromantic. Annabeth was still suspicious of what happened at the wedding, including the music... and the kiss that felt extremely forced. She didn't talk much with Luke and avoided conversation of the reception altogether. Luke worked often, Annabeth worked late into the night. They never had time for each other. But Luke, being who he was, ultimately didn't let Annabeth get away from him. Between his forced kisses, cringey pick-up-lines, and disgusting humor, was a terrified side of him, waiting with anxiety for Annabeth to figure out the one thing he was dreading. The day Annabeth got a knock on the door was the day Annabeth decided she was losing her mind. The knock came from none other than Hermes, the god of messaging. Annabeth got up and walked to the door, nervous that it would be Luke. She honestly suppressed a sigh when she found out it wasn't her husband. "Annabeth Chase. I'll spare you the details. Due to recent events involving New Rome, you have been asked to lead a quest. It is sorely to help us understand what has been happening along the boarders of your friend Reyna's little... city. Please read and report to Olympus as soon as possible. We await you, Annabeth Chase." Hermes handed Annabeth a scroll and disappeared, leaving Annabeth anxious and curious. She opened the scroll slowly, reading the ancient Greek with ease. Annabeth Chase, σας προσκαλούμε να ηγηθείτε μιας αποστολήςμαζί με τον συνάδελφό σας ημίθεο, Pεrϲεus Jαϲksοη. (Annabeth Chase, we invite you to lead a quest alongside you fellow demigod, Perseus Jackson.) ———————————————— *Credits to Rick Riordan, obviously.*
