One of the things that Percy loved about Annabeth was her curiosity, so of course he shouldn’t have been surprised that she would want to know what was being said about her fiance. He had hoped to spare her the stress of such an article, but the fact that she wouldn’t meet his gaze made him worried if her reaction was to the article or to the fact he’d caught her reading it. If she were worried about reading things lying around their house because she was a muggle…. Percy quite frankly couldn’t imagine inviting her into his world like this and then denying her the satisfaction of having her curiosity sated by anything in their home.

Percy sighed at her words, running his hand across the back of his neck. “Usually nothing good.” He admitted, sitting down in a chair next to her to hide his growing anxiousness. There was nothing to be done but to explain the bloody magazine didn’t have a lick of truth to it. “Witch Weekly typically only prints gossip, ill researched at that. I wouldn’t pay any mind to it.” He tried not to even though the gossip rag had now featured three cover articles regarding him as Cat had just pointed out this evening. “A few months back they even wrote that I might be a werewolf.” He tried to chuckle, but it came out a little strangled.