*WARNING* This chapter has a quite raunchy scene. If you don't want to read it, I suggest you just skip it.


Three days later

"My love, I really do not think this is a good idea," Hades says to Persephone firmly.

She stands in front of her husband's table in his private study, her arms crossed and her posture firm and demanding. He was sitting on his wine red velvet high-backed chair, in the middle of signing some scrolls when she came in and told him her decision.

"Why shouldn't I, Hades? He has done no wrong," she reminded him.

Persephone had asked if she could go to the dining room where Pirithous and Theseus were being held. The reason being she wanted to bring food to Theseus. She pitied her half-cousin. He did not actually do anything to directly anger Hades. She did not find it fair that he has to suffer the same punishment as Pirithous. She decided that the least she could do was to give him good food instead of stale bread and rotten fruit.

"He followed the vile scum who tried to steal you from me, Persephone," he seethes through his teeth. "That is punishable enough."

Frustratingly, she moves to his side, a plan hatching in her mind. Desperate times called for desperate measures.

She slowly sits on his lap, facing him. She grabs hold of his shoulders to maintain her balance. Hade looks at her with the anger still in his eyes, but Persephone had managed to capture a glimpse of the lust burning deep inside him.

She leans in and begins to kiss his neck, whispering, "I feel guilty, Hades. He is innocent. He knew it was a bad idea to come here, but that idiot did not listen. He tried to tell him that it was a bad idea to kidnap me, but he paid no heed. He has done nothing to directly incur your wrath."

He cranes his neck heavenwards as he groans in pleasure, not focusing on what she was saying; only concentrating on the feel of her lips on his skin.

Seeing that her plan might work, she continues by bringing her kisses to his cheek.

"It's just for him, my love. I won't bother about that disgusting creature," she whispers.

Then he sighs heavily. "You vixen. You knew that I'll agree if you did this, didn't you?"

She pulls away slightly to look at him happily. "Thank you for your understanding," she says before planting a soft kiss on his lips.

She was about to get off his lap when suddenly, he stands up, carrying her, and laid her down on his study table.

She yelped in shock as he went on top of her and gripped her wrists gently. His face hovered above hers and she could feel his cool breath washing over her face as she stares into his hungry eyes.

"But of course, there is a condition," he murmurs.

"Which is?" Persephone asks in a quizzical tone, although she already knew what he wanted.

He licks his lips before he says firmly, yet seductively, "I want you to fully succumb to me tonight."

A smile forms on her lips. She kisses him again, their kiss desperate this time, and she whispers, "Take me."

And the next thing she knew, they both appeared on their bed in their chambers, tearing each other's clothes off.


As she steps out of their bathroom, still wet from her quick bath with a towel wrapped around her, she looks over to the bed.

Her husband was still asleep, the maroon silk sheet wrapped around his lean waist, exposing his well-toned and lean chest. He fell into a deep slumber after their very intense love-making, probably tired from working all day.

Persephone could not help but marvel at how beautiful he looked. In his sleep, he looked so peaceful, calm and serene. His beauty seemed to glow in contrast of the dark tones of their chambers. Even Adonis' good looks seemed average compared to his.

She softly tip-toed to her wardrobe and pulled out an emerald green chiton. She dries herself completely with the towel before she puts the dress on and brushes her wavy hair in front of the mirror of her dressing table, arranging it so that it framed her face perfectly.

Before she left the room, she went to her husband's side and gives him a gentle kiss to his temple. He mumbles something unintelligent when she lets go, and she quietly giggles to herself.

Persephone exited the room quietly, slowly shutting the door before she walked through the candle-lit hallways to the floor below. There, she made her way to quarters of her personal maids.

There was one level in the palace that houses the servants. There would be about ten of them sleeping in one room. But if they were the special servants of Hades or Persephone, they received their own small chambers.

Persephone walks past the door until she finally came to the one she was looking for. She knocked the door three times before it opened to reveal Aretha.

The maid looked surprised to see her queen standing there and immediately bowed.

"My lady. You know you need not come all the way here to summon me."

Persephone softly shakes her head as she smiles at her young maid. "It is alright, Aretha. You do not have to worry so much about it."

Aretha stands and nods her head. "What may I do for you, my lady?"

"Are there any food left from dinner?" Persephone asked.

Aretha thinks about it for a few seconds before answering, "I believe we do have some left."

Persephone smiles. "Good. May you follow me to get some for our guest?"

The maid looks at her queen in confusion. "Guest?" she asked.

"The ones that came three days ago."

Aretha's eyes widen in shock. "The king's prisoners?" she asked in disbelief.

Persephone gives a firm nod. "Only the one called Pirithous is the prisoner. The other one, Theseus is his name, has wrongfully been given the same punishment. But the king is not convinced to release him. Therefore I am trying to make things slightly better for the poor man."

Aretha eyes her queen questionably before finally agreeing to do it. Together, they both made their way to the kitchen, where they filled a silver tray with a plate of stewed lamb and white rice, a bowl of sliced apples and a cup of water.

They walked through the hallways of the west of the palace until they finally reached the dining room which holds Pirithous and Theseus captive. Persephone opens the doors and enters first as Aretha follows behind her.