𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒

002

6 years later 

A magnificent castle decorated with pearls and treasures stood proudly in the vast, deep ocean. It then shows one of the rooms fit for a princess inside the castle. There lay little Antheia, sleeping. 

“You live in a castle,” a first-year awed at her.

Daisy looks at the screen, fuming with jealousy. Her mind was going on how her sister didn’t deserve to live in such a luxurious castle. "I should be the one living in that castle, not her," she whispered. Remus, having keen ears, heard her, eyeing her with distaste. 

A knock on the door can be heard, and then a couple of naiads entered the room. Gently waking her up and dressing her for the day. 

“It’s not a lie that everyone in the kingdom adores their little princess; despite being half-blood, everyone loves and respects her. But being a princess doesn’t always mean being pampered; like everyone else, a princess has their own duties,” a voice narrated.

“You have history lessons at 8, Greek lessons at 9, and etiquette lessons with the queen at 10. You have an hour to change clothes and then lunch at 12,” a naiad reminded her.

"Oww, princess duties,” Clarisse teases her.

“Fuck off, Clar,” Antheia replies. Some people look at her aghast—ehem, Lily and Molly. They really need to take her away from these people and make her sensible. 

Antheia could only sigh tiredly; this has been her schedule ever since she could’ve read. It was a bit stressful for a child, I know. But Antheia couldn’t disappoint her dearest father. Her father fought and disobeyed the ancient law for her sake. She wanted to make her father proud in return.
Oh, how she didn’t know that her father's already proud of her just by breathing. 

Lessons were boring as always, and Antheia is laying in bed tiredly. Her door suddenly opened, and she looked at Triton, who suddenly barged into her room. Staring at him with a “what do you need?” look. 

“Wanna explore some sunken ships and steal some jewelry? ”He asked

“We're rich, brother; we don’t need to steal jewelry from people,” Antheia replied. 

“Because it’s fun, and I heard the new ship that sank has some maps that you’ll like,” he replied slowly. 

“Are you bribing me, because it’s definitely working? ," she responded, laughing quietly. Antheia has a small obsession with maps, as her father wouldn’t let her near the shore, saying ‘it’s not safe and the world is very dangerous’. 

“You’re actually very easy to bribe,” Percy told her. 

"No, I’m not,” she retorted.

“Yes you totally are”

“I’m not”

"Yeah, and I’m not stupid.” 

“But you are stupid.” 

The demigods chuckled at their antics. It’s not everyday that you have a sibling that is not dead or separated as a child of the big three.

4 years later

A celebration is hosted in the ballroom of the palace, with people wearing peplos and chiton and gold jewelry adorning their bodies.

A small cough caught their attention. In the middle of the ballroom, with a wide staircase, stood an 11-year-old Anthia. Wearing a beautiful blue gown with gold accents and staring at the guest nervously. Then she heard her mother's voice in her head: ‘Keep your head high and smile, darling; it’s your special day’. 

“Thank you all for attending my birthday party. I am truly honored to have all of you celebrating this momentous event of my life. Please do feel at home and enjoy the party,” Antheia greeted the guests, smiling politely at them.

She thanked the heavens that she didn’t stutter or, worse, embarrass herself in front of important people. 

Many of the guests gifted her expensive clothes, jewelry, and other things that are probably worth more than her life. A huge pile of gifts is shown, and sitting beside it is Antheia. Unwrapping one of the gifts and thanking the guests for the presents.
 
“Imagine having that many presents,” one of the students stated dreamily.

Many of the students looked at her full of jealousy; one of them is the brat, Daisy Potter. What did even her'sister’ do to deserve that? She’s the one who defeated the Dark Lord, not her; all of the attention and gifts should belong to her. 

“Spoiled brat,” Daisy stated, rolling her eyes. 

“You’re just jealous because no one actually likes you,” Antheia responded, looking at her mockingly. The demigods are beside her, laughing at Daisy.

“YOU—” her statement was cut off by the movie. 

“Did you think I would forget my only daughter's present? ”Her father questioned her, smiling at her. He handed her his present. 

Antheia carefully removed the ribbon and opened the present. She gasped quietly as she looked at the gift. Her father gifted her a tiara, a symbol that she is one of his children.

She looked at him, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears. Standing up and hugging her father tightly. 
Daisy looked at the tiara with greed; it should belong to her, not her unwanted sister. 

“Thank you, papa,” she said, a tear escaping her eyes. 

Her father was swiping her tears away, looking at her lovingly. “It’s nothing, my little flower; Papa will give you anything you want; just say it,” he replied. 

Oh, how Poseidon will kill anyone who’ll hurt his little flower. 

Mortal or immortal