Author's note: Oh my lawd, sorry for not updating for more than 2 weeks! /cries. We went on a vacation. hihihi. Okay, here's your chapter. :D

Because of the continuous knocking, Persephone woke up from her sleep, even though she did not want to. She opened her eyes in a sluggish pace; she stretched her arms and looked around her. It was definitely not her room, but it was bigger and definitely better. The queen sized, princess style bed says it all. But she erased these praises for the place out of her mind and started collecting herself. There was something wrong and she tried to remember what happened.

Knock, knock!

"Oh, hush! I'm trying to think here…" but apparently that did not stop the knocking, so she went out of the bed and opened the door. Two unknown figures appeared and curtsied like anything, and proceeded to enter her room. They placed a tray on the coffee table near a window with heavy curtains, and placed different fruits and bread. No one uttered a word to Persephone, but they curtsied before going away.

"How peculiar…" Persephone cries in utter wonder. She closed the door carefully, and went to the coffee table. She looked at the meal for a few minutes, she even sat down while thinking deeply, until finally…

"No. Just… No." she turned away, ran back to the bed and cried.

Hades was sitting stiffly on his throne, not minding anyone who comes by. Thank goodness the flow of dead people weren't as fast as usual, so he was not that busy. He could not think of anything else except for Persephone, he longed to see her, but he was afraid.

"But why am I afraid? What am I afraid of?" he whispered. Rejection maybe? Apathy? He would not know, Hades was not very good at interpreting things, it gives him headaches.

After a few moments of arguing with himself on whether he should visit her or not, he finally stood up, and paced to her room.

The Lord of the Underworld was now in front of Persephone's door. Well, actually, he's been there for almost 3 minutes without moving or even uttering a word.

One way or another, I'm going to have to talk to her…

"Persephone, may I talk to you?" He asked, after he knocked. Hades was sternly waiting for a reply, but it seems Persephone isn't going to give one anytime soon.

"Persephone?"

After a few minutes (which seemed like forever for Hades), Persephone finally said something.

"Well, there are only two answers to your question, yes or no, right? And my answer is the latter." She said in a calm, but harsh tone.

"I'd really like to talk to you, it would be best if we would, and you can't keep locking yourself in here forever." Hades asked, he was surprisingly caring towards her, and that's something you don't see everyday from the Lord of the Underworld.

"Fine. Help yourself." Persephone seethed.

Hades opened the door and closed it and an almost painfully slow manner. Persephone at this moment was very irritable and she noticed even the little things. The creaking of the door made her cringe and if she had no self control, she would have shouted at Hades.

"Hello, Persephone." Hades approached her. She was in her bed, sitting and staring blankly at the window with heavy curtains. She did not want to look at him, she couldn't.

Please look at me…

"What do you want?" she said in a monotonous tone. She crossed her arms and her eyes were sparkling, tears were forming.

What am I going to say?

"I see that you're wearing the drapes you wore last night, I think you should do some exploring in this room. The door on the left of the coffee table is your closet. I had shades get some clothes that are specially sewn by the greatest dress-makers in Greece. Also, the door on the left of the bed is the bathroom; I think you'll like it there." His tone warms up with her, obvious concern. "There is light there which brightens up the granite and limestone."

"Thank you, but I don't need to know anything about this room, this place, or even you, sir." She cried. "I am not going to stay here; you're going to get me out!"

Please don't say that…

"That is not meant to be."

"Who are you to tell me what is not meant to be!" Persephone finally looks at him and shouts at him in extreme anger. "And why are you even holding me here as captive?"

Hades was hurt by her statement. She actually thinks that she is a captive in this place, she feels as if she's a prisoner and he did not mean that. He did not want that. He hid his feeling and again, as usual, masked himself with indifference.

"Have you eaten your food yet?" He asks, wanting to change the heavy air.

"You think I'm dim-witted? I would not eat the food here even if it meant I will lose my life." She spat.

Stop that, please…

"I would never do anything that is unfavorable for you, Persephone. I may look like a cruel god, but I know my limits. I ordered the shades to get some food from the upper world. You can see a great difference when it comes to the foods here, and the foods above." He replied calmly.

"Why am I here?" Persephone returns the question.

"When you feel like it, you can ask the shades to take you to the Elysium fields; I believe you will like it there too. There are flowers there that you can pick, and waters were you can swim." He suddenly changed the subject, for the second time. He wanted to avoid the question as much as possible. Hades believes that it is not the right time yet to tell her. He did not want to rush; there was no reason too, anyways.

Evident irritation was in Persephone's face. She felt ignored and she did not like it one bit. She stopped crying, propped herself down the bed, and stood with him face to face.

"Why am I here?" she said sternly.

She is so beautiful… I guess I have no choice.

"You're going to be my wife."

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