Authors Note

What happens when a fan fiction writer reads too much Persephone-Hades Romantic/Tragic fictions? They hop in the bandwagon, Of course!

One hundred sixty eight hours, five thousand eight hundred eighty minutes and one hundred thousand eight hundred seconds until her queen returns to him. Hades have repeated this over and over, removing a numeral or two as every second passed.

Hades; God of the death and despair, king of the underworld, ruler over all the deceased. A god so feared that his very name strikes uneasiness to both man and Olympian. The cowering souls beneath his throne lined up by the dozen. Souls ready to be judged. It was his duty to send them to their rightful place. The memories played along his head, each mortal had different lives and yet they ended similarly. Hades sent the worthy triumphant souls to paradise, while souls that either were too young or have died have not fulfilled enough to reincarnation and the evil to be tortured in the depths of the feared Tartarus.

Hades seated on his throne, a bored expression plastered on his face. He would sneak glances on the smaller empty throne beside his own. Sighing as he did. This was insanity, having checked the same seat for almost every passing minute, faintly hoping to have her back beside him. He longed for the smug look of his wife's face when women gawk at him in awe. She had developed the habit of touching his hand as if to declare her ownership. Often times when a decently looking soul would rest their eyes on him, Seph's first action was to hug his arm and glare at the souls. They would cower and back up their faces. Seph would smile her brightest that actual crown Poinciana flowers would grow on the crest of her head.

Nevertheless, that was when his wife was present. He felt the cold seeping through his land. Hades' did not mind though. He is used to the damp, horrid, cave like home of his, but he was not yet used to the absence of his flower wife.

Judgement shift ended. Charon docked his great ferry for the night, bowed when Hades drew near his presence. He waved him off. Hecate stood in front of the great doors of Hades' castle. Something she would rarely do. The woman greeted her king, which was out of her character. "Dinner is made, Milord" she motioned through the great doors that opened with ease. In all bloody honesty, Hades did not want to dinner nor did he want to spend another waking hour with other people in this time.

"I did not request for dinner to be made" Hades said nonchalantly

Hecate shrugged "It was made out of effort, sire." Hecate smiled again, "It would be rude not to attend"

Gods did not feel hunger nor thirst, they need not eat nor drink, he wondered why Hecate is persistent. Usually he would say only one no then Hecate would douse the idea.

"Sire?"

"I am in no mood to eat, Hecate. Leave me be."

Hades strode pass the woman. His robe dark as the obsidian gem that adorned every library followed the motion, flowing with each of his heavy step. She noticed how much the absence of his beloved weighed on her king. If Hecate could manage to get him to the grand dining hall, all would be over. She pondered her options of tricking him without getting herself on the receiving end of Hades wrath.

Thanatos came next, greeting the king with a bow. Another smile and it somewhat annoyed him. "Milord. The dining hall is ready"

"You too, Thanatos?" Hades raised a brow. "I've already told Hecate that I will not be dining tonight…"

Thanatos's smile faltered. "My king but all has been prepared"

"Enough! Thanatos."

His voice echoed through the great halls, like a great thunder that could rival Zeus' own. Thanatos's breathing stopped, Hecate who was watching around the corner stiffened.

"Bad idea, Hecate, bad bad bad…"

Hecate turned to see the Fate's behind her. "… You shouldn't eavesdrop" Hecate muttered as the sisters peaked through.

"We are not eaves dropping …"Lachesis replied

"We have already heard this…" Clotho quipped

"We have already seen this…" Atropos added

Hecate was still unamused; she peeked through the edge of the wall. Continued her silence and watched with the sisters. Thanatos was stricken with fear; he bowed his head and apologized. Hades sighed and muttered an apology to his friend before continuing towards his bedchamber. Once Hades was out of Earshot, Persephone stepped out from her hiding place. She knew her husband better than anyone did and it was awfully hard for her to do surprises. Hecate turned to her, and shrugged her shoulders. "I tried, My Queen. No budge from your hubby" She pointed at Thanatos with her thumb "and I think Thanatos died." At that, Seph pouted. "Why must he always be so difficult?"

The fates whispered amongst themselves proceeded to weave a thread from Clotho's wrist. "Your plan was doomed from the start, dear queen"

Seph pursed her lips and just silently glared at the Fates. "Why did you not let my plans unfold?"

The sisters giggled amongst themselves offering no answer to Persephone. The group made their way to the grand hall where nothing was prepared. Seph planned to surprise his husband there. It could have been great though. She stubbornly pouted to herself. She left the upper world early so that she could be with him again. The group parted ways with Seph making her way towards their bedchamber. Surprised to see that her husband was not present. "Huh… where is-"

Before she could finish, her vision darkened as if someone have covered her eyes. She flinched when she felt the work-drained skin. Full of muscle and calluses, it was a pleasant sensation. Seph fought the urge to turn to her playful cohort. Hades leaned close to her ear and nuzzled himself. "Guess who?" Hades cooed playfully.

Seph giggled and touched his strong hands. "Hades!" she proclaimed and with that, the king of the underworld scooped her off her feet. Seph made a surprised noise partnered with soft laughter and giggles. Hades grinned and pressed his forehead against his wife's. "I have missed you so" he whispered, the sadness leaving every word. Persephone closed their distance and gave her husband a gentle kiss. "I have missed you more my dearest!"

Hades' carried her wife and laid her down their cushioned bed; Persephone giggled and pulled her husband atop of her. Hades followed her wife's lead, using is arms to counter half of his weight. Persephone kissed her husband lovingly once more. He returned her kiss, the need and want seeping through his very soul. They broke the contact and Seph giggled at her husband's wolfish grin.

"About time!" She exclaimed excited, with a wave of her finger the door to their chambers slammed shut. Loud giggles from the queen and playful growls from the king. The underworld is lively again and lively it will be for the rest six months.

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