Here we go! Another surprise! I was thinking today and since it is 12/12/12, I figured I would upload the first chapter of the sequel today. I mean, why not? A perfect chapter for a perfect day. This story starts right off of the ending of the previous one, if you didn't know. It starts at the morning after Percy left for Germany. Also, the Historical Disclaimer from TPATP is still in effect, just so you guys know.

We start in Annabeth's Point of View for this sequel. I hope you guys enjoy it.

Here's Chapter One of The Prince, The Girl and The World.

Disclaimer: I'm not Rick Riordan, let's get that out there.

Chapter One: Annabeth POV

I woke up early. Percy was leaving to go back to Wales in two days, so I had made it my goal to spend the next forty-eight hours with him. Especially since I didn't get to hang out with him the previous day. My dad had made me help with the travel plans for Ashton and Rayne's wedding, which was going to happen right before we left for the World Championships.

I quickly took a shower and threw on a simple dress. I practically ran to Percy's room, excited to see him.

I got to his door and knocked softly, not wanting to wake up anyone else in the hallway.

Percy didn't answer.

I tried knocking a little louder. Still no answer.

Even louder. Still nothing.

"Percy," I said quietly. "Percy, wake up. Open this door."

The door stayed shut. This went on for another minute or so, but still Percy didn't open the door. I figured he must just be tired from being out so late the last couple of nights.

Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I took ahold of the door handle, expecting it to be locked. The jiggling of the handle would surely wake him.

Surprisingly though, the handle was unlocked. That raised my suspicion. Percy never left his door handle unlocked. Well, he did the one time I slept with him. The first time, but that's just because we were being careless. Percy isn't one to make the same mistake twice.

Hesitantly I opened the door, expecting something to jump at me. Nothing came. The door slowly creaked open. Surely Percy must be awake now.

I got the whole way through the door and stopped suddenly. The room was empty. Absolutely nothing was in the room.

I quickly made my way back into the hallway to make sure I had the right room. I did. I ran back inside. The bed looked like no one had slept there for at least two nights. I ran over to the closet. Nothing was hanging inside. I swear I thought Percy placed something in there. I ran into the bathroom. Nothing caught my eye right away. The hand towel was hung up, a full bar of soap was by the sink, the shampoo bottles were sitting as they should be in the shower and there was a dirty towel hung over the shower rod. Nothing out of the-

Wait. A dirty towel? I turned back. Sure enough, a dirty towel was hanging over the shower rod. I immediately grabbed the towel and pulled it up to my face. It smelled like Percy.

So that meant he was here. I ran back into the bedroom, still carrying the towel. I scanned around the room once more. Maybe he was playing a trick on me. I continued to scan over the room.

My confidence crumbled when I finally saw the letter. It was sitting on the writing desk in plain sight. The towel dropped out of my hand and fell to the floor at the center of the room. I made my way over to the writing desk slowly, my fear and worry escalating.

On the envelope was a single word written in Percy's handwriting: Annabeth. I could feel the tears starting to form on my face. I could tell where this was going.

I slowly opened the letter, dreading what was inside. A necklace fell out, but I ignored it. I retrieved the letter, slowly opening it to find what was written inside.

My final little bit of hope crumbled. The first two words sent me over the edge.

Percy's letter read,

Annabeth,

I'm sorry. I need to start with that. No one deserves this, but especially you. You're an amazing girl and I am glad to say that you're my girlfriend. From the first time I saw you in Wales I knew that you would be nothing short of amazing. From our first dance together at Rayne's party to walking with you around the grounds of London to kissing you goodnight last night, I would be lying if I said my life wasn't much short of perfect. If you don't get anything else from this letter, I want you to remember that.

I got a letter from my uncle last night. I'm sorry to say that he left me no choice. Leaving London as unexpected as I did was not planned. My biggest regret so far is that I was unable to say goodbye to the one girl that meant so much to me. I know it doesn't make up for it at all, but please take this necklace as a token of my regret. You deserve much more than a necklace, but I can't give you a kiss when we're in two different countries.

I hope your father understands. I know he doesn't approve of my decision, but these types of decisions must be made. If he needs an answer as to why I made my decision, tell him to talk with my mother. She has made decisions that haven't been approved of, but they still have been understood. I hope your father recognizes this and sees reason.

I apologize to Isabel in advance. She doesn't deserve what's about to happen because of my decisions.

Ashton and Rayne will probably get married before I see you again. If so, I apologize to them as well for missing their wedding. I guarantee that she'll look absolutely amazing.

As for Lord Ares and Lady Allyson, I hope they don't feel like they're losing a son. They were my second parents after all.

And finally Abby. My own sister. I couldn't even take the time to talk with my sister. If you still acknowledge me after this, I will be truly surprised. If you don't, I'll understand. Losing family is hard. But for Abby, tell her I'm truly sorry. She was, and still is, my best friend. Growing up with her made all the difference. She made me who I was. And then you came along.

I would say my life has been truly affected by five women over the course of my seventeen years of living. My mother, who made the one decision that changed my life forever. My sister, who I could never leave behind. My cousin Carina, who impacted me in the greatest way in the shortest amount of time. Lady Allyson, who was my second mother. And finally you. Royal Princess Annabeth Chase of the United Kingdom. Just those eight words could be enough to say the impact that you've had on my life.

But that's not enough. You are much more than that. To me, you are the mystery girl from the top of the arena. You're the girl who turns everyone's heads, but doesn't care what everyone else thinks because you are your own person. You don't like anyone else controlling your life. You're the beauty that everyone wants, but no one gets. Your golden blonde curls are only built for a princess and a princess you are. Your stormy gray eyes can trap a person in them for a long time and they don't even realize it. But they could also be intimidating, warning anyone who comes near to stay away because you aren't in the mood. They could also be comforting; a soothing gray color that shows your friendly side and how you could become friends with almost anyone you meet.

Your smile can light up an entire room and that's what you need to do now. Smile not because I'm gone, but smile because you know that these next seven weeks are only a blink of an eye when it comes to the amount of time I will love you: forever. I told you those magical three words last night and I truly meant them. Without love, you get nowhere in life. I want you to know that I love you and I always will.

I'll see you as soon as I can.

Love, Percy

The tears were flowing now. How could he do this to me? How? My anger flared and I threw the necklace against the wall without looking at it. Unfortunately, it didn't break. I tried again. Same result. I walked over to pick it up and try a third time when I noticed the inscription on the necklace.

The inscription was: "Love is unbreakable."

That threw me over the edge. Tears came flying down my face and I sagged to the floor, the necklace wrapped in my hands. I sat there for thirty minutes, crying, holding the necklace in my hands until Abby finally walked through the open door.

A/N:

What did you guys think? Like I said in one of my other stories, this chapter is short, but very powerful.

Now for update news: Chapter Two will not be posted until after Christmas. I can guarantee that.

If you know me, and I think you do if you're reading this sequel, you know I always do a Question of the Chapter for each chapter that I post.

Here's the first Question of the Chapter: If you guys could have anything in the world, what would it be?

I would probably have multiple answers to this question, but I would have to choose the 'perfect' girl. That may sound a little cliche, but hear me out here. Life isn't as easy as stories on fanfiction perceive it to be. Anyone would love to go back to the medieval times and be a prince and fight with a sword and get the girl, but life isn't as easy as that. I can tell you from experiencing high school that's true. Having the 'perfect' girl wouldn't mean that she's 5'8, tan, athletic looking and a perfect 10, but having the girl that's perfect for you. A lot of the time when you're a kid, the adults always like to joke that you are going to marry your best friend (as long as their the opposite gender) and you deny that almost immediately. But if you truly think about it, you shouldn't be marrying anyone other than your best friend. If you're going to live with them for the rest of your life, they have to mean a lot to you and you have to trust them completely. By thinking on it, you'll realize how much of a best friend they really are. I know I can't talk from experience on marriage since I'm seventeen and single, but I've realized at least that much. Anyway, back to answering the question. Having the 'perfect' girl would mean several things to me. One, it would mean that I would wake up to having my best friend beside me every day and falling asleep with her every night. It would give me someone to fight through the hard times with and celebrate the good ones. But most of all, even if I had a bad day at work or school or whatever, I would know that I would be coming home to my best friend in the whole wide world. (But seriously, if any of you are 5'8, tan, athletic looking and a perfect 10, don't hesistate to contact me, I'm always open ;) )

Anyway, enough of me ranting.

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-Percy, Son of Neptune