When Death Loved Spring
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Adult ++
Chapters:
4
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2,693
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1
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Chapter 3
Hey, guys, sorry about the long wait. I got lost in too much school work at college. My bad. Anyway, I hope you like!
When Death Loved Spring -Chapter Three
Persephone lay in bed, gazing at the spot where Hades had been only moments ago. He’d been called out of bed to receive an unexpected visitor.
They’d been living peacefully together in the Underworld for nearly a week without any interruption. But Persephone had to admit, she did miss her mother greatly. Oh well, she thought. I’ll see her again soon. Besides, she had to tell her Mother about her new husband some day.
Getting out of bed, Persephone quickly dressed in a new black robe, given to her by Hades. She left the bedroom in an attempt to find her husband and spend some time with him.
A servant informed Persephone that Hades currently resided in his Throne Room. She made her way there, thinking of the night they had just shared. When Persephone reached the doors, she opened them softly and only a crack, so as not to be rude. But what was inside caught her attention immediately. Hades could be seen sitting in his main chair, and Hermes stood before him speaking quite loudly.
“Listen, Hades,” Hermes said. “You must send the girl back. Demeter is furious. She’s wrecking havoc on all the lands. People are dying everyday, and if mortals continue to die, you’ll be overrun with work to do.”
“Yes,” Hades muttered softly, “I have noticed an increase in the souls received lately.”
“That’s not the point,” Hermes stated. “Who will offer us sacrifices if all of our mortals have died? Huh? There will be no one to worship us if Demeter continues acting this way.”
“You’re a part of the Olympus Court. Why don’t you take care of her?”
“I’ve tried, we all have. Even Gaia has attempted to sooth her anger. But there will be no reasoning with that woman. She refuses to let anything grow on Earth until Persephone is returned to her. She thinks that you kidnapped Persephone and raped her. Personally, I don’t believe it, but nonetheless, Demeter wants her daughter back.”
Hades stood, enraged. “Well you can tell Demeter that Persephone is perfectly happy here with me. When she wants to leave, I’ll let her. But till then, she stays in the Underworld with me.”
“It won’t matter to Demeter.”
“Who does Demeter think she is, anyway? Does she think she can change the Rites of Aphrodite; a well-known tradition that’s gone on forever? She has been mine ever since we shared the marriage bed. Her virginity belongs to me, and that can’t be reversed. I claimed Persephone as my wife fair and square, there’s no way for her to argue that and she knows it. Not even Demeter can turn back time! Tell Demeter that if she wants to see her daughter again, she can visit.”
Hermes released a deep sigh, “I can see there’s no arguing with you.” He retied his cloak around his neck, indicating his leave. “I’ll give Demeter your message, though I don’t know how she’ll take it.” He marched towards the main doors where Persephone stood silently. Glancing at her, Hermes said, “good luck with him. I think you’ve got your work cut out for you.” Without another word, he left the Underworld.
Persephone strode over to where Hades sat, still in his chair, his fingers massaging his temples. Giving him a quick kiss, Persephone stood behind him and squeezed his shoulders softly.
Hades glanced at the innocent little creature standing behind him. Well, she wasn’t exactly innocent anymore, and she wasn’t exactly little either. Persephone had grown up since her time in the Underworld. She had lost her girlish form and received womanly curves, filling out her true figure. Her breasts had grown firm and full, and her eyes gained a new wisdom that only comes with love. “You’ve heard everything Hermes had to say, no doubt,” Hades asked her.
She nodded mutely in response.
“Do you want to go back to your mother?”
Well…” Persephone started hesitantly. “Yes and no.”
Hades eyebrow rose in confusion.
“I love you,” she said earnestly. “You make me complete. I don’t think I could be truly happy if I were forced to go back.” Persephone took a hold of his right hand. “But, I miss my mother greatly and I would love to see her. After all, she is destroying most of the earth. Oh,” she sighed. “I wish there was some way to fix all of this.”
Hades held onto his wife tighter. “I’m afraid I don’t think there is.”
The two of them sat there for a moment in silence, dwelling on the situation. Persephone racked her brain for a solution.
She jumped off Hades lap and took a tighter hold on his hand. “Follow me,” she said, dragging him along.
Persephone led him through many corridors until they reached the Underworld’s makeshift garden. The garden contained asphodel, ivy, poppies, and cobra lilies. But those weren’t what Persephone was after. What she wanted was the large red fruit from the pomegranate tree. She reached up and plucked a pomegranate from its strong branch.
It suddenly occurred to Hades was Persephone was attempting. “My darling, are you sure you want to do this? You’d be binding yourself to this world for all eternity. You’d never get to see your mother again.”
“You’re only half right,” Persephone said. “One seed; one month.”
“How many seeds will you take?”
“I don’t know, eight I guess.”
“Are you sure about that?” Hades asked. “Eight months is an awfully long time. Maybe you should do six.”
“Why just six? Don’t you want me here with you?”
“Of course I do, Persephone. It’s just that your mother can’t complain too much if you spend half your time with me and half your time with her.”
Persephone nodded as she handed the pomegranate to Hades. With one strong crack he broke open the fruit, the juices seeping onto his hands. The red liquid reminded him of the moment he took Persephone’s maidenhead and how much it would hurt to lose her for six months of every year. But, this was her decision and hers alone.
Her delicate fingers picked six dripping seeds from the fruit and placed them into her mouth. She swallowed them. “I have sealed my own fate,” she said. “Mother can do nothing about it.”
When Death Loved Spring -Chapter Three
Persephone lay in bed, gazing at the spot where Hades had been only moments ago. He’d been called out of bed to receive an unexpected visitor.
They’d been living peacefully together in the Underworld for nearly a week without any interruption. But Persephone had to admit, she did miss her mother greatly. Oh well, she thought. I’ll see her again soon. Besides, she had to tell her Mother about her new husband some day.
Getting out of bed, Persephone quickly dressed in a new black robe, given to her by Hades. She left the bedroom in an attempt to find her husband and spend some time with him.
A servant informed Persephone that Hades currently resided in his Throne Room. She made her way there, thinking of the night they had just shared. When Persephone reached the doors, she opened them softly and only a crack, so as not to be rude. But what was inside caught her attention immediately. Hades could be seen sitting in his main chair, and Hermes stood before him speaking quite loudly.
“Listen, Hades,” Hermes said. “You must send the girl back. Demeter is furious. She’s wrecking havoc on all the lands. People are dying everyday, and if mortals continue to die, you’ll be overrun with work to do.”
“Yes,” Hades muttered softly, “I have noticed an increase in the souls received lately.”
“That’s not the point,” Hermes stated. “Who will offer us sacrifices if all of our mortals have died? Huh? There will be no one to worship us if Demeter continues acting this way.”
“You’re a part of the Olympus Court. Why don’t you take care of her?”
“I’ve tried, we all have. Even Gaia has attempted to sooth her anger. But there will be no reasoning with that woman. She refuses to let anything grow on Earth until Persephone is returned to her. She thinks that you kidnapped Persephone and raped her. Personally, I don’t believe it, but nonetheless, Demeter wants her daughter back.”
Hades stood, enraged. “Well you can tell Demeter that Persephone is perfectly happy here with me. When she wants to leave, I’ll let her. But till then, she stays in the Underworld with me.”
“It won’t matter to Demeter.”
“Who does Demeter think she is, anyway? Does she think she can change the Rites of Aphrodite; a well-known tradition that’s gone on forever? She has been mine ever since we shared the marriage bed. Her virginity belongs to me, and that can’t be reversed. I claimed Persephone as my wife fair and square, there’s no way for her to argue that and she knows it. Not even Demeter can turn back time! Tell Demeter that if she wants to see her daughter again, she can visit.”
Hermes released a deep sigh, “I can see there’s no arguing with you.” He retied his cloak around his neck, indicating his leave. “I’ll give Demeter your message, though I don’t know how she’ll take it.” He marched towards the main doors where Persephone stood silently. Glancing at her, Hermes said, “good luck with him. I think you’ve got your work cut out for you.” Without another word, he left the Underworld.
Persephone strode over to where Hades sat, still in his chair, his fingers massaging his temples. Giving him a quick kiss, Persephone stood behind him and squeezed his shoulders softly.
Hades glanced at the innocent little creature standing behind him. Well, she wasn’t exactly innocent anymore, and she wasn’t exactly little either. Persephone had grown up since her time in the Underworld. She had lost her girlish form and received womanly curves, filling out her true figure. Her breasts had grown firm and full, and her eyes gained a new wisdom that only comes with love. “You’ve heard everything Hermes had to say, no doubt,” Hades asked her.
She nodded mutely in response.
“Do you want to go back to your mother?”
Well…” Persephone started hesitantly. “Yes and no.”
Hades eyebrow rose in confusion.
“I love you,” she said earnestly. “You make me complete. I don’t think I could be truly happy if I were forced to go back.” Persephone took a hold of his right hand. “But, I miss my mother greatly and I would love to see her. After all, she is destroying most of the earth. Oh,” she sighed. “I wish there was some way to fix all of this.”
Hades held onto his wife tighter. “I’m afraid I don’t think there is.”
The two of them sat there for a moment in silence, dwelling on the situation. Persephone racked her brain for a solution.
She jumped off Hades lap and took a tighter hold on his hand. “Follow me,” she said, dragging him along.
Persephone led him through many corridors until they reached the Underworld’s makeshift garden. The garden contained asphodel, ivy, poppies, and cobra lilies. But those weren’t what Persephone was after. What she wanted was the large red fruit from the pomegranate tree. She reached up and plucked a pomegranate from its strong branch.
It suddenly occurred to Hades was Persephone was attempting. “My darling, are you sure you want to do this? You’d be binding yourself to this world for all eternity. You’d never get to see your mother again.”
“You’re only half right,” Persephone said. “One seed; one month.”
“How many seeds will you take?”
“I don’t know, eight I guess.”
“Are you sure about that?” Hades asked. “Eight months is an awfully long time. Maybe you should do six.”
“Why just six? Don’t you want me here with you?”
“Of course I do, Persephone. It’s just that your mother can’t complain too much if you spend half your time with me and half your time with her.”
Persephone nodded as she handed the pomegranate to Hades. With one strong crack he broke open the fruit, the juices seeping onto his hands. The red liquid reminded him of the moment he took Persephone’s maidenhead and how much it would hurt to lose her for six months of every year. But, this was her decision and hers alone.
Her delicate fingers picked six dripping seeds from the fruit and placed them into her mouth. She swallowed them. “I have sealed my own fate,” she said. “Mother can do nothing about it.”