"Let them have a good time, he'll bring her back." I chuckled. Demeter hurled herself at me, I caught her arms keeping her from my body.
Her face was flushed in anger, and she actually shook. "Let them have a good time! That devil has my sweet daughter! He's probably already raped her! I want his head on a platter Zeus!" her voice shook my hall.
I growled, "Kindly remember whom you are speaking too there dear one." She straightened, but I felt the hate burning behind her eyes. "He's not going to hurt her, if I know anything it's she is in safe hands."
She spit to the side, "As safe as she would be in yours of course." I looked to Hera for help, but again the heathen bitch avoided my eyes. "He might be your brother, but I will kill him when I get my hands on him."
I laughed outright then, "You can't kill another god, you are not as powerful as you think yourself, my dear."
Hekate, her dearest companion stood in the corner, watching the scene unfold. She knew what was coming and anticipation was making her moan, she couldn't get enough right now. Her body was craving this, devouring in its endless need for pure fear and death. Demeter's ghosts were surrounding her coming back to her.
Demeter drew herself up into a proud stance, an evil smirk changing her whole demeanor. "I am the goddess of earth. I create the bounty on which the mortals feed, their lifestock graze. I create the beauty of the land." She paused tilting her head, "I can also destroy. I can cover Greece in ice, nothing will grow and they will all starve. When there are no more mortals, then they can no longer worship the 'great gods'. Then where will that leave you Zeus?" I wanted to jerk her over my knees and beat the hell out of her, she was right! She had more power than I'd actually given her credit, even Hera was watching with leery eyes.
"You'd be in turn killing yourself and Persephone." I managed. She grinned, shaking her head.
"I expect you'll come to your senses before that happens. At least I hope you do." She turned leaving, Hekate prancing behind.
"What are you going to do?" Hera whispered.
I lay my head in my hands, a dull ache was throbbing behind my eyes. "What can I do? I'll either have Demeter trying to commit murder upon us all or Hades trying to rip my head from my shoulders. What is there to do?"
"There will be no winner in this one, darling." she grabbed my hand, squeezing. "Maybe you can talk to him, and if nothing else see if he'll bring her back here to reason with her mother."
"I'll have too." I muttered, kissing her lovely palm. She shivered and we shared a moment of understanding.
"Good luck, my king."