Summary: You wouldn't understand something unless you experienced it yourself.

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Persephone knew wholeheartedly since she was a child that her mother was quite different from others. It was a good and a bad thing. But this time, she's not sure if she can tolerate it.

"Mother, you would not do that," Persephone said adamantly, willing her mother to obey.

Demeter rolled her eyes. "Why not? I'm your mother, you don't have the right to forbid me."

Persephone took a deep breath to calm herself. "Mother," she began slowly. "That was a foolish suggestion by Father. He may be joking but he said that because he doesn't care. So please forget what he said and let's just go on with our lives."

But Demeter wouldn't have any of it. She wouldn't lose this chance of understanding her beloved daughter just a little bit more. "It wouldn't hurt you if you let me bed him just once. Zeus is right, that will make me understand why you come back to him every time."

"Mother!" Persephone shouted as she lose her temper. "It would hurt me very much if you tried to do that. And I have the right to stop you! I'm his wife! Your daughter! I might not come back if I learned that you kissed or even touch him!"

Demeter paled in fear at the thought of never seeing her daughter again.

"Why can't you understand that I love him for who he is. That's the whole reason why I go back to him everytime."

"But..." Demeter tried to protest but could not give out a smart reply.

We can't blame her either. She truly don't understand why. Maybe it was the fault of the men around her. She sees them jump on every womans legs that she concluded that there was no true love, except for the love of mother to an offspring. It would take a long time before she'll understood how Persephone's relationship with Hades is.

Persephone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was the end of the conversation for that topic. She walked away to go in her garden. The very same one where Hades, her beloved husband took her.

She wouldn't, for the life of her, willingly give her husband to another woman, even if that woman was her mother.