I felt her scream and came awake. I was out of bed and through the throne room before I even snapped my fingers to cover myself. Mists swirled at the doors and I stepped out, searching for my love, instead my eyes fell upon something more cruel. Apparently, Hekate was gaining power.
She stood more beautiful than ever, dressed in a long black robe, her brown eyes taking me in. "Greetings Hades." her voice wrapped around me, and I had to force my body not to shudder in revulsion.
"How did you get here?" I stepped forward, but she never moved. I felt her power, she had gained much through Demeter, and in my love I had been too distracted to notice.
"Demeter, dear, she found found something even your boatman couldn't turn down." she laughed. I cocked a brow.
"Where's Demeter then?" I couldn't underestimate her again, I couldn't be distracted now.
"She's," Hekate paused moving to the side, "Outlived her use." On the ground Demeter lay as if she had already passed, but I knew dead and she wasn't. Then her hand caught my eye, holding her lay Persephone, broken and wilting on the ground. Fierce white hot anger bubbled in my blood and I growled. Persephone never moved, I couldn't see her face, couldn't hear her breathe.
"What did you do?" I growled out.
Ghosts seemed to dance around Hekate, her gown waved as power flowed through her, "I heard that Persephone was going home today, never to return to her beloved Kind of the Underworld." she hissed.
I laughed, and she looked shocked.