-Adoption- Obsession for the Underworld's Prince

Nico wants a break

Being a prince is not fun.

Well, to be fair, I'm not really a prince.

Most of the time I'm not in the underworld, and I'm just a normal demigod.

As normal as being the son of hades can get, at least.

Although, when I'm in the underworld, Father insists I'm treated like a prince.

At first, I didn’t really mind.

I was not usually there so I didn’t care.

And then he started referring to me as crown prince, whatever the hell that meant.

Father is a god.

He can’t die.

I don’t know why he needs a crown prince.

Again, I was shocked, but I didn’t care too much.

That was until I had to stay in the underworld for a school year.

It was after I returned from the tartarus mission with Will.

Will had started to go to school so he could have some experience before college.

He wants to get a medical degree, which doesn’t really make sense, since he is pretty much a doctor already.

I didn’t question it though.

One requirement for college in New Rome is that he has at least one year of schooling.

I don’t know why they did that.

Regardless, during that time, Father wanted me to stay in the underworld to help manage things after the war.

Apparently things are still too hectic, and after staying here for three months, I can totally agree.

I did NOT sign up for this.

And the worst part of this whole thing, is that I have to act and dress like a fucking prince too.

I don’t think I have had such a stiff back in my life.

And the clothes!

I didn’t even know a person could own that many suits.

He makes me wear jewelry to match, which I hate even more.

And a laurel.

A silver laurel.

Why?

Because apparently crowns are tacky.

Thankfully, I only have to wear things when I'm in the underworld.

And that Hazel is stuck in this mess too, expect she has to wear a more Roman style dress.

I don’t see her complaining though, considering she is barely even here.

And finally, the last thing I expected was to see three teenagers and a werewolf adult in my fathers castle, pretending to be ghosts.

Really.

Stupid.

Ghosts.

So that is where I am right now.

Having these three sit in front of me, while I am contemplating my life.

I could be taking a nap right now, or be talking to Will, but no.

I sighed and looked over to them.

“So, what are you four doing in my fathers castle? He does not take too kindly to people intruding, especially living people.”