[Third Person’s PoV]

Lucian first levitated the sword in front of him, he then turned towards Annabeth and asked, “Can I borrow the Phoenix Feather for a bit? Enchanting these show go much quicker with that”

“Sure” She said, reaching into her pouch and grabbing the quill which appeared to be a constant fire.

Lucian graciously took it, he left his magic flow from his body and into the quill in his hand. The very tip of the quill gained a dark red light.

Lucian stuck the corner of his mouth to his side as he concentrated, his movements were slow and deliberate, carefully drawn runic symbols and sigils on the blade of the sword.

The sigil spanned across the blade which enhanced its look and when he reached the end of the sword, he saw and withdrew his hands.

Lucian looked at the floating sword with the glowing red sigils marked on it and extended his hand towards it before clenching it. The sigils began making a sizzling noise and black smoke started to release from the blade. The red light of the sigils slowly dimmed which revealed the sigils to be branded onto the sword itself, which gave it a mystical sight.

Seeing that Lucian was done Annabeth then asked, “So what did you enchant it with?”

“Well, First…” Lucian began with a sigh and began listing all of which he added to the sword.

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Soul Bond: It’s bound to the user’s soul, meaning it’s loyal only to users. No one but the user may wield it or they’ll be hurt in the process. The Sword can be stored in the soul thus it means it grows with the user, strengthening the blade as the user’s soul grows stronger.

Bloodlust: Increases attack speed and strength with each consecutive strike on an enemy.

Spectral Blade: Can phase through solid objects to strike opponents.

Phantom Rend: Leaves a phantom copy of the sword’s strike that damages enemies a second time.

Vampirism: Heals the wielder slightly with each successful hit on an enemy.

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“Soul bond?!” Annabeth exclaimed in surprise, “Does that mean…”

“Yes, if Nico were to die, then this sword would follow him onto his next life” Lucian explained with a smile, “Although to create that sigil took a lot more out of me than I would have like, it seems like if I want to make 3 more of those I would have to resort to my mana saved in my crystal ball” Lucian said with a wry smile.

He shook his head and set the blade aside, he went and grabbed the Glockband began to inscribe sigils and runes by the top edge of the frame.

He repeated the process of what he did with the sword and branded the gun. After he was done he shared the enchantments with Annabeth.

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Soul Bond: It’s bound to the user’s soul, meaning it’s loyal only to users. No one but the user may wield it or they’ll be hurt in the process. The Gun can be stored in the soul thus it means it grows with the user, strengthening the weapon as the user’s soul grows stronger.

Shadow Mark: Marks targets with a shadow brand, making them visible through any concealment. Has the additional power of making all of the user’s attacks track down a marked target.

Infernal Echo: Each shot creates a delayed echo shot that hits the target again after a brief pause.

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Annabeth let out an impressed whistle,

“I know right” Lucian chuckled, “As a matter of fact…” [Trace], Lucian created a copy of this weapon with his magic just for safekeeping, and not because he is going to school in a few months time, nope, not at all.

Once Lucian finished focusing on Nico’s weapon he then started focusing on Bianca’s bow. He focused once more as he started drawing on the bow’s dark and purple body and on the metal string.

Midway through Lucian had to summon his crystal ball and start using his stored mana reserves due to how much mana it was taking to make the enchantments.

He branded and marked the enchantments on the bow when he was finished and relayed what he had enchanted to Annabeth.

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Soul Bond: It’s bound to the user’s soul, meaning it’s loyal only to users. No one but the user may wield it or they’ll be hurt in the process. The bow can be stored in the soul thus it means it grows with the user, strengthening the weapon as the user’s soul grows stronger.

Piercing Shadows: Arrows can pierce through multiple enemies in a single shot.

Shadow Hunter: Arrows are drawn to enemies’ shadows, ensuring precise hits even if they move. If the enemy shadow is hit, it reflects back on the body. Keeps the target rooted in place if shadow is pierced.

Soul Chain: Arrows link the souls of enemies, causing shared damage.

Spectral Leap: Grants the wielder the ability to teleport to the location of their last fired arrow.

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Lucian this time didn’t stop and wait for Annabeth’s reaction and immediately started focusing on immediately inscribing on the gloves, Lucian now looked really tired as he had used up almost the majority of his mana at this point.

Annabeth just watched him with a smile, as she always found Lucian most attractive when he was concentrating and appeared to be serious. She had set her book down and just watched, resting her chin by her palm, feeling like she could watch him work all day.

When he was done he wiped the sweat from his brow and recounted what he had just enchanted on the gloves.

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Soul Bond: It’s bound to the user’s soul, meaning it’s loyal only to users. No one but the user may wield it or they’ll be hurt in the process. The gloves can be stored in the soul thus it means it grows with the user, strengthening the weapon as the user’s soul grows stronger.

Frostbite Touch: Inflicts a freezing effect on anything the gloves touch, rapidly lowering the temperature.

Ice Mirror: Creates a mirror of ice that reflects enemy projectiles and spells back at them.

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As he explained the enchantments, Lucian handed Annabeth back the quill, which she stored in her pouch.

She looked at him and asked, “So, are you going to join me in bed now?”

“After I put these away and take a bath, then yeah, I’ll join you,” Lucian replied with amusement.

“Hmm, you’re right, I should take a shower as well,” she agreed. As she opened her mouth to say something else, Lucian interjected.

“No, you cannot join me,” he said, rolling his eyes.

Annabeth clicked her tongue and pouted. “Fine,” she huffed, standing up. She kissed his cheek and walked out of the basement.

Lucian set out to do what he had said. He put away all of Nico and Bianca’s gifts for the next day and then headed off to take a nice, long, cold bath to refresh himself.

Later, Lucian was in his room, shirtless, wearing red shorts, with a towel draped over his damp hair. As he searched his drawers for a comfortable shirt to sleep in, the door opened by itself, drawing his attention. He turned and saw it close by itself as well.

“Annabeth?” Lucian called out.

She appeared, taking off her baseball cap and storing it in her pouch. Her blond hair was loose, and she wore pink silk shorts and a matching blouse.

As she fixed her hair, she asked, “What are you doing?”

“Looking for a shirt to wear,” he answered, a bit awkwardly.

Annabeth waved him off. “What for? The more skin, the better, as I always say.”

“That’s exactly why I’m looking for a shirt,” Lucian scoffed.

Annabeth walked toward him with her arms out. “I’m serious. I like feeling your warmth; it’s better that way.”

“Well, your lust for me is concerning. I don’t want to be attacked in the middle of the night while I sleep,” Lucian said in amusement.

Annabeth rolled her eyes. “Do you really think I’m capable of such a thing?”

“Annabeth, I think you’re capable of anything you set your mind to,” Lucian said seriously.

“As sweet as that is, there’s no way I’m going to attack you in your sleep. I have too much respect for myself to do that, and I would want our first time to be special,” Annabeth said haughtily. She walked up to the bed, lifted the covers, held them up, and patted the empty side beside her.

“All right, all right, I’m coming,” Lucian said, tossing the towel off his head to the side.

“Don’t,” Lucian warned as he saw her smile widen and her mouth open to retort with something dirty.

She just giggled as Lucian got into bed beside her. As he settled in, Annabeth draped her leg across his body and rested her head comfortably on his chest. She closed her eyes, savoring the warmth and silence between them.

“Do you remember the first time we slept together?” she suddenly asked, looking up at him with a loving smile.

“Not really, although I do remember it was after you heard the prophecy and couldn’t sleep alone,” Lucian teased, his arm now draped over her shoulder.

Annabeth chuckled. “I’m pretty sure you thought you were dreaming. You quite literally fell out of bed the next day.”

“Can you blame me?” Lucian scoffed, and Annabeth chuckled some more.

She placed her hand on his cheek. “Not really. I waited until I knew you’d wake up groggy because I knew you’d be more susceptible to saying yes.”

“Of course you did,” Lucian was about to roll his eyes but stopped as Annabeth reached over and kissed his lips.

Lucian leaned further down and reciprocated her movement. After a while, he pulled back and kissed the top of her head. “Now come on, let’s sleep.”

Annabeth pouted in dissatisfaction, narrowing her eyes slightly. Before Lucian could react, she quickly bit down on his pec.

“Ah! What the hell is wrong with you?” he exclaimed in surprise, glancing down at the bite mark circling his nipple. He glared at her. “This is exactly why I wanted to wear a shirt.”

“Hehehe,” she chuckled mischievously. “That’s what you get. I wanted to continue with the kisses.”

She swung herself over and sat on his torso, looking down at him with a wicked grin.

“Don’t you go and start biting—” Lucian began, but Annabeth lowered herself and started biting him all over—his neck, cheeks, and shoulders.

“All right! You asked for it!” Lucian grabbed her by the waist and flipped her over, making her squeal and giggle as he leaned over her, tickling her all over and raining down kisses on her face.

“Wait! Hahahaha! Stop! Stop! Hahahaha!” Annabeth exclaimed, thrashing around as laughter bubbled up. “I give! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

Lucian, still leaning over her, pressed his forehead to hers as she wrapped her arms around his neck, her giggling softening as she caught her breath.

“Satisfied?” Lucian asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Nope!” she replied, smiling brightly.

Lucian lowered himself and kissed her. “How about now?”

“I’m not sure,” she retorted, still smiling.

“Oh?” Lucian teased, kissing her again. “And now?” He kissed her longer this time. “What about now?”

“Definitely getting warmer,” Annabeth said, pulling his head down and losing herself in a passionate kiss, her hand gripping his hair tightly.

After more than a minute, they pulled apart, and Annabeth’s hand slowly moved to his cheek, caressing it tenderly. “I love you,” she said with a sincere smile.

“And where’s that coming from?” Lucian chuckled, pressing his forehead to hers.

“I don’t know, I just like saying it out loud,” she admitted shyly.

“Well, I love you more,” Lucian smiled, rubbing his nose against hers, making her giggle and scrunch her nose.

“Well, that better be the case,” she said in a mock-reprimanding tone, moving a few strands of hair from Lucian’s face to reveal more of his features.

Lucian kissed her once more. “Now, for real, my little Tinkerbell, let’s get some sleep.”

Annabeth blushed at his endearing nickname. “You know, I really want to come up with a cute nickname for you as well, but I suppose that can wait. I call being little spoon!”

“All right, all right,” Lucian chuckled, lying on his side behind her. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close as she snuggled contentedly in his embrace. She lifted one of his hands slightly, interlocking her fingers with his, and closed her eyes, enjoying each other’s warmth until they both drifted off to sleep.

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