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𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 , 𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍
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episode eight ; the prophecy comes true
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BEATRICE AND LUKE walked back to camp, hand in hand just in time for percy to return back from olympus. she smiled at the sight of him, standing in the crowd surrounding him. her deep brown eyes then caught annabeth running up to him. beatrice smirked, nudging luke as the daughter of athena threw herself into percy's arms.
"it's gonna happen one day." beatrice said as she stared at the preteens. "i can feel it."
"oh, i know you can." luke replied, a deep chuckle escaping past his lips. "they think we can't see it, huh?"
beatrice felt luke wrap an arm around her waist and she smiled. percy's eyes landed on her and he waved. beatrice waved back. she then saw percy motion his eyes to clarisse's direction.
"i know." beatrice mouthed.
when everything cooled down, annabeth, luke, and beatrice walked to the hermes cabin with percy. the jackson preteen immediately started to talk, not understanding the situation.
"clarisse stole the master bolt."
"it's complicated." annabeth said.
"how is it complicated?"
luke then spoke. "everyone was ready to join the war here. to start fighting each other. an accusation against clarisse —"
"without proof." beatrice then said, understanding why luke hadn't spoke to chiron.
"exactly." luke nodded his head. "without proof, it would have lit this whole place on fire. but now you're back." he smiled at percy. "you've stopped the war. you've saved the world. now, it's safe to tell chiron and finish cleaning up the mess. i told him you needed to meet him away from the celebration, so we can talk without any of clarisse's supporters noticing." luke explained to the son of poseidon.
"we'll keep an eye on clarisse while you're gone." annabeth said. beatrice nodded. annabeth then looked at percy. "make sure she isn't going anywhere."
"great." luke put a hand on beatrice's shoulder, rubbing it. "and we'll meet back here."
the castellan young adult looked at percy. "ready?" he asked him.
