"I used to be a princess," said the woman, pale and ethereal in her splendor, slightly smiling.
She was sitting on a comfortable bed, relaxed and in total ease, wearing a flowing grey dress. "I was loved by many, and was lucky enough to marry my dream," and she continued her smile turning sad, "Unfortunately, our lives never were easy. We were constantly fighting to stay alive, and lost many friends along the way."

She paused with a sad, longing sigh, and blinked a few tears away. "We were always together, after walking through Hell we never left each other. Then one day the fates decided our time was up. We were older, going to see his mother when we saw this young girl being attacked by a monster. My husband rushed to defend her, while I helped the young one get away. Alas, the monster won, and my love lay dying. The child made it to one of the security guards, and I went to finish the monster. Being old is not easy, and soon my beloved and I were standing in front of a large throne."

"The fates were in the throne room rather than Hades. They congratulated us on a life well lived, on our many accomplishments. We were both given a home in Elysium next to all our friends who passed before us. We are surrounded by love constantly."

"Our parents convinced the rest of the council we deserved the rest. The gods of old wanted to honor our names, so asked them to let us wander, and give advice to those in need. They happily granted us that."

"We have been giving help for many decades. But now, we lay all but forgotten because people don't pay attention to the world as a whole anymore. Everyone is only thinking with narrow minds, only caring about the now. Not the way back then, not the little bit ago, only the now."

"Demigods world-wide used to know our names, and now we are down to just a few. We are just myth now, a fond memory of the old times. And we are starting to fade along the edges. Would you be willing to share our story, of the boy who saved Olympus more than once and his princess?"

I finally broke in, "I would be honored to, but what are your names? If I am to properly honor you and your friends, I must know where to start."

"My name is Annabeth Chase, and my prince is Percy Jackson." She paused for a minute, "My child, you must wake, danger is just over the horizon. We will speak again soon."

I started writing this in February of 2018, and I finally finished it! Man, am I good at procrastinating or what?! Just a small Percy Jackson/Annabeth Chase one shot.