I smiled studying the room. It was black like the rest of the castle, but here it was outlined along the walls with small strips of emerald. I touched the small line and it felt warm against the coolness of the stone.
He'd brought me to my bedroom and had left me to discover it myself while he caught up on some of his work. He seemed to be in good spirits, but he hadn't kissed me again since we'd been here. I felt strangly bereft without him, I'd known him less than a day, but my heart said he should be here beside me.
The room held a golden tub like the ones in Olympus, huge and carved with swirls and animals. He must have just had one made and sent down, instead of doing it himself like he had the rest of the castle. I smiled running my hand over its smooth edge, it could hold three of him, it was like his own personal little pool. For some reason my mind couldn't grasp the great Hades relaxing naked in the bath. No, he was too powerful, but then again he was a god, surely he had some vice.
The bed was huge as well. It was feather downed mattress raised by the black marble steps off the floor in the middle of the room. Pillows surrounded it, touched in black, red, and gold, and the sheets were white. I ran my hand across those too, they were soft spun so much I wondered if Archne had her hand in these. I wanted to touch everything, to let no feeling escape me. I laughed, I felt very much like a child now, but earlier Hades had made me feel as much woman as Aphrodite.
Yes, Aphrodite would swoon if she knew what I was doing now. She would either kill me from jealously or praise my good luck. You could never tell with that woman. What would she think? Did Hades wish for women like Aphrodite? I was nothing like her, she had sexual prowess that made any other woman feel like dirty skunks in comparison.
What would mother think? My heart tightened with sadness, but I couldn't think of that now. No, mother would keep me a child forever. I wanted more. I wanted this feeling I had around Hades. I wanted the adrenline, I wanted the warmth, the heat. I wanted to feel alive, like there was more than four walls and a babysitter.
I threw myself onto the bed, landing in the plush pillows of the bed. This was what the other goddesses must feel like. Spoiled.