#smoustart

I look down at our linked fingers as I loosen my grasp, but he regains his grip on me. “No, don’t let go of me,” he says. The firelight flickers off his blue eyes.

"Percy didn't think much of fates and prophecies, but he did believe in one thing: Annabeth and he were supposed to be together."

"Even strength has to bow down to wisdom sometimes."

I believe in the annabeth chase supremacy. bow down to your queen.

praetor of my heart <3