Hades walked to the gates of his Kingdom, still trying to figure out why he had been affected by the young goddess' company. He had seldom found a woman that held his interests. There had been an occasional lover but very few over the hundreds of years he'd been alive and of age, but none worthy of being significant in his life and certainly none were worthy of being a queen. Hades approached the gates of his estate and the black, wrought iron gates flung open at a flick of his wrists. A growling could be heard in the distance and Hades stopped to look up. Cerberus came bounding towards his master, one of his heads lolled to the side as his tongue hung out while the other two whimpered, yipped, and whined in excitement to have their master back.

"You're supposed to be terrifying, you know that, right?" Hades scratched at Cerberus chest and behind his many ears before the dog rolled onto his back in complete submission. Hades shook his head and smirked before rubbing the beast's belly. "C'mon, let's get some dinner."

Hades strode towards the overly large kitchen with Cerberus at his heels. He fed his beloved pet and found an apple to bite into as he sat back, exhausted on his Victorian styled, black couch. Cerberus finished his food quickly and came to lie at his master's feet.

"I met someone…interesting tonight." Hades spoke to Cerberus. The most jovial of the heads cocked to the side with ears pricked up like he was trying his best to understand what his master was saying. "She was, well, she was the most beautiful woman I think I've ever seen. She's just a young goddess, not even fully fledged." Hades continued. "I can't remember the last time I felt the want to be close to someone. She was enchanting." Cerberus kept his attention on his master, waiting to hear a word he knew. Hades patted the giant dog's heads and sighed heavily.

"She wants to come here to visit. I'm afraid she won't like what she sees…" Hades became lost in the thoughts of the woman coming to his home. "No matter, she probably will never call upon me anyways." There was a tinge of disappointment in his voice, but he figured it was for the best. No one would approve of her coming to the Underworld to be with him.

Almost two weeks had passed since Zeus' party and Hades had not been called upon. He had a small glimmer of hope but as the days passed, he began to let go of the constant thoughts of Persephone. Though Hades did not know, Persephone had been thinking of him constantly too. Everyday she left with her mother to tend the fields and forests she looked for an opportunity to slip away unnoticed. It was harvest time and Demeter and Persephone kept very busy during the season. Persephone longed to be back in Hades presence, she found something so calming in him. She felt safe and unjudged when she was on the balcony that night. She wanted to feel that again. She wanted to get closer to the God of Death and she didn't care that it may tarnish her reputation to associate with Hades. She decided she would just tell her mother she needed some time to herself and as soon as she was out of site, she would call him by picking the narcissus.

Persephone had prepared the night before and all morning for her meeting with Hades. She wondered if he would really come for her. Maybe he had already forgotten that she would be calling him or maybe he hadn't, but he would just choose not to come. She pushed those thoughts to the back of her mind and decided to be optimistic. She braided small bits of her hair and tied them together, she had chosen a plain, white linen dress that loosely hugged her curves and grabbed her basket in which she had packed some homemade sweets and fruit nectar. She had hoped her mother would not question her too much as she made her way towards the simple kitchen her mother was cleaning.

"Mama, I'm going ot go out for a while, I plan to meet the nymphs for a picnic." She had packed extra sweets for her nymph friends so she would not be lying to her mother.

"We really have a lot of work to do today, but if you promise to be quick, you can go." Demeter eyed her daughter suspiciously but did not try to stop her.

"Thanks, Mama. Yes, Mama." Persephone kissed her mother's cheek and ran out the door in her bare feet to the field furthest from her mother's watchful eye.

Persephone shared her sweets with her nymph friends as they walked with her. She had finally reached the furthest field and felt she was far enough away to pick the flower and meet her lord. Persephone swirled her finger towards the ground and a narcissus began to grow, bud, and flower in front of Persephone's feet. She took a deep breath and plucked the flower at it's base.