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Andromeda Jackson learned the truth about fear long before most kids learn how to swim.
Abandoned at birth and raised by Sally Jackson, Andromeda and her twin brother Theodore grow up knowing the gods are real-and knowing they don't care. Three years before Percy ever hears of Camp Half-Blood, the twins are already there, bleeding in the dirt, fighting monsters, and waiting to be claimed by a father who never comes.
When Poseidon finally does claim them, it isn't out of love-it's after blood is spilled, after Andromeda steps into a fight meant to break her brother. The tridents in the sky don't feel like salvation. They feel like a brand.
By the time Percy is dragged into the world of demigods, Andromeda has already learned what the gods are: distant, cruel, and always late. As monsters close in and the Minotaur takes everything Percy thought was safe, Andromeda is forced to protect not just her twin-but her little brother too.
This is a story about rage instead of reverence.
About gods who teach fear instead of hope.
And about a girl who refuses to kneel, even to Olympus.