"Hades," Persephone calls as she pins the final brooch on her dark emerald green gown she'd chosen for the banquet on Olympus that was "mandatory attendance". That particular phrase had made Hades angry, for his younger brother, Zeus, had directed it solely at the God of the Underworld who hates to attend parties on Olympus. Persephone smiles as she looks at herself. Her mother won't like the dress she has chosen or the sandals Hades has picked to go with it. Speak of the devil, she thinks, as she sees him standing in the doorway. "Will you not enter, my lord?" She asks gently. Hades is always wary of entering Persephone's dressing room. He leaves this room just for her. He's wide-eyed in amazement at her. He feels that way far too often, in his opinion, but she's beautiful for one so young. She has a great hold over him, a much stronger hold than he thought she would have.
"I did not wish to disturb your musings, my love." Hades says quietly as he finally enters the room.
"Disturb me! Oh, no, you could never do that!" Persephone says as she stands on tiptoe and kisses Hades' cheek.
"Good. Now, what did you want to talk to me about?" Hades asks as he places his hands on her bare arms. He knew from the tone of voice when she called his name that she wanted to discuss something.
"Hades please," Persephone implores him. "Don't make a fuss on Olympus this time. Just promise me you'll be on your best behaviour. I don't want my mother and father to make a fuss over the fact that we're not right together."
"For you, my darling, I will strive not to do anything untoward on Olympus and I will not try to kill my younger brother either." Hades solemnly promises his wife. He loves her too much to disappoint her or make her angry.
"Oh Hades! Thank you!" Persephone says as she throws herself into Hades' arms and kisses him. "What do you think of the dress? It took me forever to pick."
"I think if we stay here too much longer we won't be leaving at all and my little brother will be very angry with me and we can't have that, can we?" Hades says smiling down upon his wife.
"Of course not. Let's go, I don't want to be late. Be brave and strong, Hades. Zeus can't hurt you anyways." Persephone says as she walks towards Hades' beautiful black chariot. She smirks at what he says and hopes that he won't speak that way in front of her mother. Her mother is fairly demure compared to others on Olympus.