My name is Phaedra, Ignore the P it's as silent as death itself. I am the daughter of Hades. Shocker I know. As if you couldn't already tell. I grew up in two hells. The literal one with the river of Styx and the vertically parallel one on the isle of the lost. What got nothing to say? No passing remarks? Alright I have places to be, things to dream. So, Despair! Denial! My two wretched girls..care to tell my tale? {Descendants 1, 2, and 3}