At age 17,

Sandersonia Medici

had everything a girl could ever want.

She was the only heir to a famous family,

she had more money then she knew what to do with,

a great fiance,

and was making a name for herself in the hunter community.

But one mistake,

one drunken night,

destroyed all my dreams.

I had to go completely off the grid,

get a new name,

a new identity.

I was just too ashamed

to ever show my face to anyone I ever knew again.

But one good thing did come out of it,

my son,

Percy Jackson