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Twilight of Consort

"Even time itself changes. It's the heart that stays the same."

Source Unknown

She was determined. She was going to prove them wrong. And so, she so boldly went to the place none of them dared to go.

Who is this young lady?

A goddess for sure. No mortal can glow so ethereally.

Hades approached the young nymph.

"Tell me child, what is your name?"

"I am Minthe, my lord."

"Why are you here?"

"My lord," she said with an endearing smile, " I am here for you."

It was a frail spring. Autumn has come. But the sky retained is gloom.

Is there something bad coming?

"Kore."

She looked at the goddess of the grain.

"Yes, mother?"

"Come in now, we will have to eat."

"I'm coming mother."

She took one last glance at the sky.

I hate the weather.

"My Lord."

"Yes?"

"Indulge me in your thoughts."

They were walking down the plains of Asphodel, strolling along the vast grounds.

"There is nothing. Ah, I almost forgot. Why were you outside my cave?"

"I have seen you my lord. And I just had to meet you."

Hades looked puzzled.

"You intrigue me my lord."

"Is that so?"

"And I like the darkness. It is mysterious and powerful."

"Do you think so?"

"I do, my lord."

For a moment, they walked in comfortable silence.

"My lord?"

"Yes?"

"Where is your wife?"

Hades looked at Minthe, so innocent, so cheerful.

"I am afraid she is with her mother."

"Is that so? Ah, I know about that story. Has she never fought to stay with you forever?"

"Of course she has. She is my wife."

"But surely, she could've fought to stay here with you all the time."

"I'm afraid the circumstances would not permit it."

"If I were her, I would've gotten my way. I am, after all, still a goddess. She could have fought."

"Do not say such foolish things child."

Minthe just gave him an enigmatic smile.

"Perhaps you are bored my lord. Do you need someone to stay with you?"

"What do you mean?"

Minthe, again, just smiled.

Why? When your wife is gone, of course.

"Would you want to….Are you willing to…stay here?"

"Of course my lord."

Minthe propped her elbows to sit up, the flowing sheets surrounding her youthful body.

"I would love to."

Hades furrowed his brows.

Why am I doing this?

I cannot do this.

"My lord? Are you alright?"

"Yes, I am."

He looked at Minthe, so young, beautiful. She was so willing, so energetic, so eager.

"If you want to my lord, I can again ease your problems."

Hades wrapped his body in the sheets and abruptly stood up.

"No, I have to go."

Hades turned to walk away and as he approached the door, Minthe called out to him.

"I will see you later my lord."

Hades paused then walked away.

Minthe smiled.

I will see you later.

Liasa has walked all day long. Still, Minthe was out of sight.

"Where has she gone?"

She has passed through brooks, streams and rivers and walked the territorial boundaries of the Naiads' home but still Minthe was nowhere to be found. She could now see Belytia, Iste, Naesi and Vysis running towards her.

"Have you found her?"

"No luck, "replied Belytia.

The others nodded in agreement.

Liasa thinks she knows where Minthe is.

Hades was careful this time. Persephone would never know. HE was determined to keep all of this.

So when she arrived, he welcomed her with the same warmth he always does as she smiled and looked as radiant as before.

"How was your days Hades?"

"They are all empty without you."

Persephone gave him a gentle smile.

"I have missed you too."

Persephone motioned to hug him and he responded with same zeal as always.

Routine. Simply Routine.

And he was as endearing when she left again.

My secret is safe.

And then, before they both knew it. They have drifted apart. One was detached while one was bored.

The Underworld was turning back to what it once has become.

Their light was fading.

She was fading.

The consort shall come.

And She will truly take away the light.

She will block out the sun,

and spawn the earth with all her might.

Then mortals will suffer again,

As the Lady slowly turns to stone.

The dead will have its Queen and then,

He will reap what he has sown.

"This cannot be," Hecate exclaimed.

"Hades cannot possibly do that."

Oh, but he can, my lady, the mysterious voices of the fates chanted.

He already did.

They were locked in a passionate embrace.

It could have been perfect.

The Elysian Fields was the most romantic place that rivals even the gardens of Olympus.

The songs of the birds are always so sweet.

Everyone lived in harmony in this perfect paradise.

It was a passionate embrace, a hot kiss, a great display of mutual affection. And in their engrossment, they forgot one thing.

The Elysian Fields was hers.

The fates knew, the shadows knew, the shades knew.

And everything, from the smallest stone to the highest glow of the makeshift sun, would bow to their mistress.

Elysium was hers.

She sees everything, she hears everything.

And they forgot. HE forgot. Again.

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