1 July 2012
Annabeth picked up the cup and went to one of the wells nearby. When she came back the prince hadn’t moved but had opened his eyes and been watching her. She put the cup to his lips and made him drink all of it.
“Thank you, Annabeth.” The prince said holding her hand.
“You are ever so welcome, prince” said Annabeth leaning her head against his shoulder.
“Deandre” said the prince. Annabeth didn’t move but said “What?”
“That’s my name, Deandre.”
“I like that name. It suites you quite well if I may say so myself”
“Thank you”
“For what?” Annabeth was confused.
“For caring about what my name is”
Annabeth laughed and sat up.
“I will always care about what your name is” she said hugging him.
Fight For Me Part Sixteen • Opuss № I