At Mercy to the Sea ［Rewriting］

[UNEDITED] XXX- I am a nobody

Annabeth POV

I promised that I would wait for him.

I promised him that I would wait for him as long as I could. There was an empty feeling inside me, I didn't know how long I would last before the feeling ate me whole. I felt like I didn't belong here and there was a heavyweight attached to me dragging me down to the underworld.

I needed to go back, I felt like I was rotting from this world. My mind wanted to leave and go back to where I belong. What the worst part about it is that I know where I would go.

I remember everything. I remember everything from how I died, to where I went, what I'm spouse to do. I remember when I was little I would sit by the window and image where everyone would go when they died. It was a mystery that no one knew the answer to. A mystery that I just solved.

I wanted to shout out to the world I knew what was going to happen. I wanted to tell everyone that everything would someday pay off. I knew that if I did, something would go wrong. I urged myself to keep silent.

I wanted to go back to where I belong. I'm not exactly alive anymore, more like a fraction of everything I used to be. I want to die again and reunite myself.

I won't do it though. I promised that I would until he was ready.

My hands clenched tightly on the invitation he gave me before he left for the castle. It was on fine paper, there was some ink that leaked through. The penmanship was elegant and made me self conscious about my own handwriting.

The paper its self was rolled up tightly and wrapped in a ribbon. The kingdom's stamp was imprinted on the paper. I'm not sure how much it would be worth now since the kingdom is a mess. The queen and king died and left the whole kingdom in the hands of the crown prince, who just turned of age. There are soldiers from nearby kingdoms lined up on the borders.

I could just see them in my mind, sharpening their weapons for the right time to attack. Almost half of the guards at the castle dissipated. A majority of the trusted soldiers turned their backs on our country.

The invitation he gave me was basically a front-row seat to his wedding. The day he becomes king, and the day he marries the pretty princess from another kingdom. A pretty princess that he doesn't love, and a pretty princess that doesn't love him.

They aren't the best match, and they certainly are not the worst. Someday I think they will learn to love each other. Someday I think they will have pretty royal children.

Whenever I think about Rachel, my heart fills with envy. Though I try to push away the feeling, it never goes away. I still love Percy, I need to learn to let go because he needs to live his life to the fullest when I die.

I don't know why he invited me to his wedding in the first place. Does he not know that I can't bear to see him wed to another?

The dress that he gave me for the wedding is a beauty. The dress is made out of expensive silk and has pearls lined up neatly on the hems. The neckline of the dress is high if it was a couple centimeters higher it would have been considered a turtle neck. The ends of the sleeves are cut in an elegant V shape. Draped over the silky material was a fine layer of lace that added an interesting texture to the dress. The dress draped down to my feet and it curled around my legs like a snake.

Every single strand on the dress was perfectly sewn in place. I stared at the dress for a good while, dreading the moment I had to put it on. The moment I put it on, is the moment that I turn real. It is the moment that I have to accept that the man I love is going to wed. He is going to wed to someone that is not me.

When I finally put on the dress, I looked like a bride. The dress fit perfectly against the curves of my body. Everything about the picture was perfect, everything looked in place except my eyes looked dead. They looked emotionless and dead like I have seen something I shouldn't have or I wasn't alive in the first place. Both are correct.

Along with the dress, Percy sent me a necklace. The chain of the necklace was made out of rose gold. It hooked onto a delicately made heart of gold. Crystals shaped the hear while the gold warped around it. It was a simple necklace compared to the one the queen-to-be is going to wear. Of course, that is expected because one shouldn't outshine the bride at her own wedding.

If you looked beneath the dress you could see my shoes. Of course, Percy sent me some nice shoes but they weren't comfortable. You couldn't see them anyways over the dress so I wore my own.

My own shoes were old and worn. I loved them to pieces. It reminded me of who I really was. A common girl hid in the layers of make-up and money. If you pry away at me you would see me as what I really am.

I am a nobody.

A nobody doesn't matter. A nobody doesn't care. Nobody is what I am. I can't let the money or the king make me forget.

I could hear my sisters chattering with the guards outside. Would my sisters care if I just left?

They wouldn't mind, they would probably just use my room for storage. At least I know someone will be at peace if I just died. I looked at myself once more and took a deep breath. I pulled a fake smile to my face and walked out of my home with confidence.

"I'm ready to leave." My voice sounds too sweet for my preference.

The carriage driver nodded at me and ushered me inside the carriage. The carriage was delicately designed, each detail on the wood was carefully etched in.

"Miss, out next stop is the castle. Tell me if you want to stop somewhere in between." The driver told me before he closed the door.

I gave him a polite nod of acknowledgment.

I may look like a princess, but underneath I am really a nobody. I can't forget that the only reason I am here right now is that I promised that I would wait for him. What I'm worried about is that I will break before he is ready to let go.