When Darkness Met Her

When Darkness Turns To Light

"So, mind telling me what you are doing in my house?" Hades said coming towards his queen. It had been so long since he had last seen the young girl he had agreed to marry ages ago. She still remained as beautiful as the night he lifted that hood from her head and saw those blue eyes that reminded him of the night sky just as the stars began sparkling out from the darkness.

"Hades" Persephone said quietly "Can I stay here?"

Hades lifted his dark brow for a minute as he paused before her "I don't think the winter season is upon us love. Why stay here anyway? You don't like the cottage?"

"No I do!" Persephone said fumbling with her clothes "I love it. It's just...my mother..."

"Ah" Hades said nodding his head with a cheeky smile "My dear sister does have her moments. But you should be used to that by now."

"It's different this time" Persephone said not wanting to sound whiny "She...and my father... and I..."

"Zeus?" Hades said now intrigued "What could he have to do with it?"

Persephone shivered again as she looked up at Hades. He was so charming and rugged, she felt her body relax and tense all at the same time when hearing his voice.

Hades could tell something was wrong with his so called wife. Her eyes gave way to the distress she felt, but he could tell that she was trying to keep her composure as she was bred to do under stressful situations. He hated the aristocracy of it all, so much that he had voluntarily taken the job of being lord of the dead just to get away from it all. The dead have no pride after all.

Hades sighed, knowing the goddess would not tell him what was going on unless he eased her a bit. He walked over and flicked on the lights, illuminating the room with a soft glow from the white lamps that stood at the ends of furniture.

He could see her frame relax instantly. He wondered how long she had been out there in the dark. Her clothes looked soaked through and he suddenly realized how bad she was shivering. The Lord of the Dead pitied no creature, not heroes or villains, but seeing this young girl before him shivering and looking at him like she had all those years ago...well, he did have a heart, despite what the gods and mortals said.

"Let's get you dry" he suddenly said coming towards her "We can talk once you are comfortable."

Persephone only nodded, her arms crossing over her chest as she followed Hades down a dark hall where frosted glass doors covered different rooms that she hoped she could later explore. He hadn't kicked her out yet, and she wondered when he would after her story was explained. Hades had never been one for company, never once coming to visit her in the cottage. But then again, their marriage wasn't exactly the most romantic. Hades led her to a nearby room and opened the door for her, a spare bedroom for one of his rare guests he allowed in his house.

"There should be spare clothes in the closet, feel free to take your time" he said cooly as she passed him.

"Thank you" Persephone said looking back at him with those doe eyes.

Hades felt his heart sway a bit but quickly shut it down as he simply nodded and closed the door in front of her. He took a deep breathe before regaining himself.

That goddess could do things to him, that was for sure.

Hades walked down the hall, his mind wandering into the past, remembering the first time he had felt that tightening in his chest...

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She was lovely, as pale as the moon with hair that fell around her face in waves and tides as bright as the stars themselves. She was like a white lily in a forest of dark leaves and he found himself stunned by how she looked up at him. He drew his hand back and stared down at her, watching her eyes wanting to dart away, look for an escape, but she was frozen with him as they had stared at one another for what seemed like a lifetime.