Hades was heartbroken, furious and alone when he returned to the underworld after spending a wonderful spring with his love Maria di Angelo and children that had ended with his brother Zeus destroying the hotel Maria, the children and he were at. The lord of the Dead could only protect the children when the building exploded and his beloved Maria lay broken in the rubble.

Hades gracefully marched off his chariot and handed the reins to the skeletal warrior as it led the flaming pitch black horses to the stables. He entered the palace and was passing through Persephone's garden he caught a scent of fresh flowers like those on the surface world. The scent was soft and soothing hence clearing his mind as a name and face appeared in his mind.

Persephone. Queen of the Underworld had returned home from her stay with her mother, Demeter. A horrible feeling welled up inside of him. Queen Persephone came home but the King was not here to greet her like he always did.

He cursed himself in Ancient Greek and walked to the throne room where he expected to see her but she was not there. Frowning, he exit the room and spotted Thanatos ordering some skeletal servents around.

"Thanatos!" Hades said, his voice full of authority.

The said god was startled but calmed down at the sight of his master and bowed at him respectfully "Lord Hades, Welcome"

"Thank you Thanatos, it is good to be home. Where is Queen Persephone?" Hades asked curtly.

At the mention of his mistress, he appeared nervous "Her Majesty is in her chamber"

Hades gazed at her suspiciously "What is it that you are refraining from telling me?"

"Umm, Lord Hades...Queen Persephone has forbidden everyone from even coming near her Chamber or she would turn anyone who would approach her to flowers. She is very...upset." Thanatos said in an audible whisper. The second these words reached his ears Hades ran to their chamber.

He knocked the door "Persephone my love, are you there?" but there was no respond, so he just opened the door but found the room empty as well. He walked in and looked around when he saw the glass doors leading to the small terrace open.

Pleading inside that she would be there he stepped through the open door to find his wife standing there. Her gaze fixed at the view in front of them not even acknowledging him like she always did.

"Persephone, my flower, welcome home. It's been so long." He greeted her but she did not move. He stepped towards her, wanting to embrace her from behind but as he got close she whirled around and her expression froze the King of Darkness in shock.

Persephone looked stunning like always with her lustrous auburn hair, deep brown eyes and ruby lips but their was no happiness or smile gracing her features but a cold hard mask was worn and her eyes they showed emotions he had never seen in his Queen's eyes.

Their was pain, a pain beyond comprehension that could not be healed. A pain that was eating her away but most of all there was betrayal. She had been betrayed. He, Hades had betrayed her trust, her love, her kindness and companionship. She looked like a delicate crystal glass that is slowly being broken, piece by piece.

Guilt swelled up in chest like an explosion. Had she known? Did Persephone know about his affair with Maria di Angelo whom he had been seeing for 5 years? Did she know? But if she did how had she not given any sign or how had he not noticed?

"Persephone my flower, what is wrong?" Hades asked kindly.

"Did you call her that too?" Persephone whispered.

"My love, please tell me! What is the matter?" Hades asked getting worried.

"Did you call that to the mortal too? 'my flower' 'my love'? Did you think I did not know? Do you think I am a child that I would not know about what you have been doing behind my back for five years?" Persephone hissed.

Hades winced at the venom in her voice as the dark void in his chest once more opened but this time it was growing by the second.

"Persephone, I love you. I..." Hades stopped when Persephone held her hand up. "How many times had you said that to that mortal? Why were you toying with me Hades? Had our love always been a show? Or was it just to annoy my mother?"

"Persephone, please listen to me. I can explain!" Hades cried in desperation, he felt as though someone had plunged a knife in his heart and was twisting it.

"Explain what? That you do love me but you wanted to catch some fresh air so you would go to that woman every spring and spend the time with her! When I was at Olympus was wishing time would go faster so I could return home, to my beloved husband. But when I returned I expected my beloved husband to be waiting to welcome his queen back home with open arms but I would find out that not only is my King not here but that he has not been here since the second day of SPRING!" Persephone hissed with rage but their was more than that. Pain. Hurt. Envy. Betrayal.

A pain that was far beyond any pain possible, a broken heart. Shattered into dust because of Hades. How could he had done this to her? Persephone. His love. His life. His queen. She, Persephone who chose to live with him in the Underworld instead of on Olympus and loved him. Had he not sworn to stay loyal to her?

But...what about Maria? He loved her like he loved Persephone. Maybe even more but both of them had given him their love, affection and kindness. They both did not care that he was the lord of the Dead and weren't prejudiced at all instead they supported him. Persephone made him happy in the underworld while Maria loved him and brought joy into his life when he was on the surface world.

He loves them both but... He lost Maria. She was killed by her brother and he is losing his wife with his own hands. He won't let her go.

"Persephone, my darling rose, listen to me! Please! I love you and I care about you! Every minute I spent without you is like being sliced into pieces over and over again!" Hades begged wanting his love to listen.

"So, to ease the pain you would go to another woman? You love that woman Hades, I never bothered you when you sired Naepoleon or Hitler because you did not love their mothers. But this...this Maria is someone who you love and I know that if she was a goddess you would have dumped me and had her to be your bride without a second thought" the Goddess of Spring whispered. She might as well had yelled at him. "Please,dont even think about denying it. You know that is true"

The goddess stared into his eyes. Brown into onyx. Onething was clear in their eyes. Pain.

"But, she is a mortal and I am a goddess. I am Persephone, daughter of Zeus and Demeter. Goddess of Spring. But... I am also Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, wife of Hades Lord of the Dead and no one especially not a mortal shall take that title from me." Persephone said loudly, her voice fierce but it quickly softened. "Do you remember? Remember what you promised me the night we were wed? This very spot where we stand here today?"

A memory, a voice, a promise echoed in their minds...

"Persephone, my love, my life. You are now not only the Queen of the underworld but also the queen of my heart. I swear to forever be faithful to you unlike my brothers. My eyes, my heart, my love will forever be for you! I love you, Persephone. Forever and Always"

"Do you know what's worse? What's worse than the gaping pit of pain that is deeper and far more painful than Tartarus?" the Queen of the underworld sounded broken. Shattered. The pain in her voice was so sharp that it felt as though someone is plunging glass shards in his body over and over again, each stab of pain worse than the last.

"I believed" she whispered "I believed you. I believed the word of a snake! A snake who I can't stop loving. Forever and always."