Reading Confused By Time

Chapter 29: Reading the Shadow

Chapter 29 Reading the Shadow

Leo was bored, and being a bored Demigod was not fun, or good to be near by there was only so long that he could play the same game over and over again, the one with no strategy and a mock to the real wars that raged. So that was why he decided to be the first person to read the next chapter, he also wanted the atmosphere to be lighter, after all, "Why be so serious?"

When Percy woke sunlight was streaming in through the window. The way it seemed to stretch towards him made him think of Hyperion and he shivered. Then he frowned, shooting up as he remembered he was not in his birdcage anymore. He looked around the room, noting that in the clear sunlight he saw it didn't look like the bedroom of a King. It was simple except from the several mannequins with suits of armour on and the rack of weapons in a corner. Then the desk that he'd noticed last night that had a map of America on.

Apollo looked at Hyperion and wanted to know why Percy felt cold at the thought o the sun, yes there was the possibility that Percy is scared of the Titan, who helped in his torture, and that is what he liked to think.

Percy curiously stood up and made his way to the desk, picking up his clothes, which he'd put on the back of the chair. He got dressed before leaning over the back of the chair to study the map. There was a black mark in Alaska, a green one in Vermont, a blue one in the Pacific Ocean, and several other colours dotted around America. Percy reached towards one, but the sound of a throat clearing made him freeze.

He quickly spun round, making sure he didn't meet the Titan's eyes. "Sorry," he apologised. "I wasn't thinking."

"Clearly you still don't," Percy blushed gold at the comment made from Iapetus, who grinned when Kronos muttered something to him.

"Guilty." The Lord of the West said. (*)

Kronos scowled at him. "That would be mine," he said as he approached. Percy backed up, scrambling out of his way. Kronos tapped the map with a finger and the dots faded, but before it did Percy saw the green one flare up suddenly at Kronos' touch. Vermont. Where Kronos been in the night. The black bot in Alaska, blue one in the sea, and green one in Vermont.

"They show the Primordials, don't they?" Percy spoke up before he could filter his mouth and keep it shut. "Gaea's in Vermont. That means Crow's in Alaska... and one of the water Primordials is in the Pacific."

Kronos tensed, sighing and tapping the map again. The dots all reappeared. "You've become perceptive," he noted.

"Not much at all to do when you are a prisoner, but try to observe,"

"I was right?" Percy asked incredulously.

Kronos raised an eyebrow at him, pushing off from where he was leaning against the desk and striding to the door. He frowned slightly and snapped his fingers, changing Percy's top to a light golden colour. "It doesn't matter if you were or not. All that matters is that you survive today. You have no use to me if you're dead," he added.

Percy nodded mutely, not trusting himself to speak.

"You will not address him by his real name – it is an insult to them because of the backlash of power than comes from their names. Call him Mae'r Cysgodol or Crow. Or Lord if you want to be respectful."

Percy nodded slightly.

"Try to stay out of his sight and for the love of Gaea, Perseus, don't speak unless spoken to."

Percy nodded again, this time a little sheepishly.

"I'll have Castellan keep an eye on you," Kronos decided.