I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry. I wanted to throw a tantrum like a three year old deprived of candy but what good would it do? I'd still be stuck in this hell tower. I felt like a freaking damsel in distress. Like some prince in shining armor had to come and rescue me. I'm not a princess living in some fairytale. I'm a goddess trying to survive the real world and Olympus. Didn't the damn furies know that? Actually I can't blame the furies because they only do what Hades tells them to do. So what does Hades want with me?
"I need a lot of things from you, Deadly." I turned around to see who the smooth voice belong to. It was Hades. "What am I doing here?" My voice trembled a little bit at the end. Being alone with Hades scared me to an extreme. I mean he's the god of death; wouldn't you be afraid, too? You know you would and don't pretend that you wouldn't. He took a step closer to me and looked into my soul. I relaxed instantly. "You're not the girl you appear to be, Deadly." I smirked a little, "I know." He had a curious look in his eyes. "Hmm, I wonder," he said dramatically. I rolled my eyes. Hades was a fan of the over dramatic crap. You know, fire, explosions, bling, and unfinished sentences.
I no longer felt afraid of Hades, just annoyed. He has that affect on everyone. "Okay, Hades, cut the crap. Why am I here? And you could have at least put a bathroom in this….thing." He chuckled and took a step closer to me. "Deadly, how well do you know Greek mythology?" I snorted, "Like the back of my hand." Hades smirked, "Then you know about my marriage to Persephone?" I nodded my head. What is he getting at? "So you are aware that I'm only with my wife for six months each year?" I nodded my head. Does he think I'm an idiot? Persephone has to spend six months a year with Hades because she ate six pomegranate seeds while he was holding her hostage and yadda, yadda, yadda. "Deadly, do you remember the winter solstice last year?" I started laughing at the thought. Hades heated up Hephaestus's chair for him with a nice, blazing fire. He only did it because Hephaestus was being not so nice to me.
My laughter was cut off by Hades's lips. He was kissing me and he wasn't bad at it. He pulled away and smiled at me. Then he got down on one knee. I was so caught off guard that I had no clue what was happening. Hades held my hand in his and looked me in the eyes. "Deadly, will you marry me?" My eyes went wide and my jaw was slack. "What?"
