disclaimer As usual, I do not own Greek mythology, obviously because if I did I'd be dead. Lol yea so on with the story and a warning to all who like accuracy in their fanfics. I'm sorry but I don't really follow along with it so yea.

HAPPY READING!

Love Comes Softly

Chappy 1

Persephone lay in a field of wild flowers, her maidens laughing and talking all around her. Persephone was silent, watching the clouds and thinking.

Persephone was beautiful and young. She was around the age of 13 winters in mortal words. She was small and dainty but had large breasts and curvy hips. Everyone had said she looked much older than her actual age. Her skin was sun kissed and her cheeks were the color of sweet honey. She had dark soulful eyes that twinkled with delight and full pale pink lips. She had long golden brown hair with golden blonde tints to it. Her hair was long and slightly curled at the ends.

"Persephone, what do you think about love," A maiden by the name of Megara asked.

Persephone blinked out of her deep thought and replied in her soft sing-song voice, "The best thing in life is to love and be loved. Someday I hope that the miracle of love will touch me."

"Oh, you talk so modestly dear Persephone," A voice echoed through the fields.

Persephone sat up and looked around. There was no one beside her and her maidens around, but then a pink light appeared and Aphrodite, Goddess of Love, came into sight.

"Dear sister whatever was the meaning of frightening me?" Persephone asked as she gracefully stepped near Aphrodite.

"May I not be graced in you presence?" Aphrodite asked in a teasing voice.

"Stop toiling with me!" Persephone exclaimed with a warm laugh.

"Persephone, I come here on the matter of love. You shall be loved in a matter of days." Aphrodite said sitting next to a maiden.

"Loved? By who?" Persephone asked.

"I cannot say, but young Persephone, count your blessings and cherish your mother before it is too late," Aphrodite said disappearing.

Persephone sat in awe, but soon left to be welcomed back to Mount Olympus where her mother, Demeter Goddess of the Harvest dwells.

The golden gates opened and the songs of angels welcomed young Persephone in and closing them behind her. Her father, Zeus sat on his thrown of marble and gold and his jealous wife sat beside him glaring at the sight of the beautiful Persephone.

"Daughter, whatever brings you home, from Sicily?" His voice boomed through the room.

"Oh Father!" Persephone exclaimed running to him and kneeling beside him.

"Aphrodite came to me today and told me disturbing news and my only thought was to come home and dwell before you." Persephone said wrapping her arms around his neck.

Zeus knew of the news, but kept the story to himself.

"Go see your mother. She will be happy to see her daughter here, and you are welcomed her at any time, my dear sweet Persephone."

I hope you guys liked it! I am so excited my costume is finished and I shall be Persephone, Spring Goddess and Queen of the Underworld! Oh and please R&R!