"𝐈 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞."
"𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐝."
"𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧."
"𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭."
𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 a daughter of Aphrodite finds comfort in a certain son of Poseidon
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𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 Pe...
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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃. Since her quest she's been pissed about every little thing.
Getting out of bed, sympathy, classes, how her fruits are to squishy.
Now, Chiron had made her get up and to some shitty school to get two half bloods. She was going to charmspeak him into not letting her go, but Chiron saw it coming. Also, Brielle was not strong enough for that.
Sure, campers she could do. But some horse man who's been alive for over three thousand years? Absolutely not.
Now here she was, outside of Westover Hall.
It looked like an evil medieval, hey that rhymes, knights castle, made of black stone, with towers and slit windows and a big set of wooden doors. It stood on a snowy cliff overlooking this big frosty forest on one side and the gray churning ocean on the other.
Brielle had taken a seven hour bus ride from New York to Maine.
For once, she had gotten out of bed and out of camp to go somewhere, and no one bothered to tell her that it was going to be freezing.
There were only two reasons Brielle had agreed to come. One: Selena Beauregard, Selena had done more than she needed to for Brielle after Xander died. Two: Thalia, Annabeth, and Grover. When she was just seven Luke, Thalia, and Annabeth had found her in the alley, and taken her in. They reached camp. Thalia turned into pinecones, and it was only Luke, Annabeth, Grover and her.
Three years later when she was ten, her and Xander went on a quest. She had taken Xander and a girl named Daisy with her, a daughter of Demeter. Daisy ended up turning into a statue from Medusa in the first day.
Xander and Brielle didn't know Daisy well, but they still felt extremely guilty. The quest lasted three fucking years. Xander and Brielle had made a terrible deal with Hecate which lead to their three year imprisonment as her helpers.
Slaves.
At the end, they did complete the quest, but Xander . . . died.
Brielle had never felt so heartbroken, the love of her life dying in front of her eyes, It was a pain that she couldn't put into words, a pain that she couldn't bear to face. The thought of losing him, of never seeing him again, was more than she could handle. She felt like her heart had been ripped out of her chest and that she would never be the same again.
It had been three years since she saw Annabeth, Grover and Luke. Six since she'd seen Thalia. When she came back to camp and found out about Luke, that was when the last shred of her life disappeared.
Then she found out about how Thalia was alive, but they weren't at camp. Now she was finally seeing them again. Along with some camp hero named, Percy Jackson, she wasn't sure how she felt about the kelp head, but as long as she still saw everything else.
Back to the point, it was freezing in Maine, and she had been standing outside of Westover Hall for a good twenty five minutes. Although she was layered, it wasn't enough. Brielle could change her appearance, but she didn't want to waste her energy.
Jeans and a shirt wasn't gonna cut it, even if it was full sleeved. All she wanted was to stay in bed, all day, everyday.
A car pulled up into the school and she saw three teenagers come outside. A boy and two girls.
The Percy kid, Annabeth and Thalia.
The car left the school and the three turned around.
"We better get inside, Grover will be waiting." She heard a voice say, if was Annabeth. Though it didn't sound like her. "Brielle?" She said.
Brielle's face broke out into a grin as Annabeth ran up to her and gave her a big hug. "Can't. breathe."
"Right sorry," She pulled away "oh my gods, you're here. Oh gods, I can't believe it. It's been so long. Oh my gods."
Thalia gave be a bear hug "Gods, y'all are really trying to suffocate me."
Percy watched the two silently. The girl, Brielle, he had heard her name sometimes around camp. Annabeth told him about how she was one of the people she came to camp with, but she was a touchy subject for her, so he didn't know much.
Brielle had a slender, athletic build. She had a fair and clear complexion with a subtle golden tan and a radiant, natural glow. Her eyes are a deep, piercing onyx hue that seem to shine with an inner light. They are set wide apart and are framed by full, dark eyebrows that give her a striking, dramatic look. Her hair is a rich, dark brown that falls in soft curls around her face, all the way down to her waist, highlighting her high cheekbones and delicate features.
Her eyes were large and expressive, with a deep brown color that seemed to pierce right through one's soul. Her eyes were beautiful. Percy wondered how Brielle wasn't cold in her Jeans and shirt. It was freezing in Maine
The mood suddenly seemed to change, "I'm so sorry, Brielle." Annabeth said softly.
"It's okay, I'm fine." Brielle said, turning her attention to the blonde boy. His curls bounced, piercing sea green eyes and a light row of freckles along his face.
Brielle hummed tilting my chin up with her finger, she was just my height. I looked at Annabeth and Thalia who were just smiling like this was a casual thing.
"You're pretty." Brielle said before dropping her hand, looking at Thalia and Annabeth almost accusingly. "No one told me he was pretty." She had a British accent which bought out her entire look, completing the beauty. I felt myself blush. Hard.
She looked at Thalia and Annabeth before turning back to me. Brielle looked majestic, like a goddess lost on earth.
"Brielle Windsor." She introduced herself. The blonde just kept nodding, looking at her. He cleared his throat, shaking his head. "Um,ah, Percy Jackson."
"Okay, nice to meet you. We need to go, Grover is probably waiting for us."
