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