Chapter 20: Suspicious Spirit

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A/N: I dedicate this chapter to @MieraScarlet who showed so much love to my story and motivated me to write more!!

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            Persephone pushed her book aside and got up from her seat to take Cerberus on a short walk as an excuse because she was bored and needed something to do before the party

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Persephone pushed her book aside and got up from her seat to take Cerberus on a short walk as an excuse because she was bored and needed something to do before the party. She puzzled over this special occasion everyone was rambling on about- Hades had explained that this banquet was to celebrate the dead but she still didn't really quite grasp the idea; Why would anyone celebrate the end of someone's life? She questioned as Cerberus pulled her forward with the leash in her hand and he continuously sniffed the floor.

"Cerberus, relax," she cautioned but the stubborn hound pulled her towards the great hall that had hundreds of demons and witches bustling around. "Wow," she was mesmerized by the enchanting sight. Pumpkins were floating in the sky with smiles and fires glowing inside of them, black stars were glimmering under the incandescent heat, the floor was shimmering a midnight blue almost like the night sky on Earth, her white gown was so bland compared to the decorations being put up tonight.

"Milady," a familiar voice spoke up behind her.

"Pain," Persephone turned and smiled. "What's going on here?"

"We're all working on putting the decorations before midnight hits," she answered.

Persephone walked with her. "Could you explain to me what this is for?"

"This is actually a Celtic celebration," she began. "They believed that on the night before the new year, the boundary between the worlds of the living and the dead became blurred. On the night of October 31st, they thought that the ghosts of the dead returned to Earth."

Persephone's eyes widened. "Do they really?"

Pain chuckled. "Well, the humans have taken this tradition and have made it a fun celebration," she said but then lowered her voice to whisper. "But secretly it's true, that's why we hold the banquet, we guard the human realm by distracting the spirits with a party."

Persephone chuckled. "Who even came up with this idea?"

Pain puzzled for a few moments. "Um, I believe it was our king and the three judges."

"Three judges?"

"Yes, the three judges that help our king with the management around here," she explained briefly. "I'm sure you'll meet them tonight."

"Pain!" A voice called out. "Where are the barrier candles...PAAAIN!"

Pain groaned. "Shut up!" She screamed back at the poor fellow that was asking for help. "I'm sorry, milady-"

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