Seeds

Seeds

Captive in the Underworld, Persephone tries her best to resist the wonders of this mystical realm and the allure of its ruler. However, this is much easier said than done when the Underworld offers her freedoms she has never experienced, and Hades offers her pleasure the likes of which she has never known...Meanwhile, in the land of the living, Demeter's search for her daughter culminates in a devastating discovery that causes her to unleash her wrath on an unsuspecting world...      Persephone angled her head to admire the gauzy silk veil that had been pinned to her crown. It was fastened under the sides and back of the crown, and trailing down to her ankles. It added the touch of understated elegance and mystery that her outfit needed.       Satisfied with her reflection, she stalked towards the door and emerged into the larger room, her veil fluttering around her almost like an aura. The glint of open admiration in Hades' eyes and the smile of appreciation on his lips told her all she needed to know.       Hades himself was garbed in robes of black and dark gray, with a crown and wristbands of silver and onyx. His cloak swept around him in a powerful and graceful manner, emphasizing his turns and movements as well as billowing out when he strode forward quickly.       Persephone felt the proverbial butterflies in her stomach as she followed him. She still had a few more moments to plead out of this, but she was determined. She wasn't some weak, sniveling maiden, and she would show her captor no fear. If she could handle Tartarus, this should be nothing! She wondered where she might be sitting as she remembered the raised dais with Hades' impressive throne on it. He said that he had set up something special for her. She wondered what that could possibly be, after all the fantastic and splendid things she had already seen in this place.       They emerged into the throne room from a side entrance and her eyes scanned the wide hall before resting on the throne on the dais. She blinked and stared. Had the throne gotten wider?       "Go ahead, look." Hades gently nudged her forward. She approached the steps and saw the distinct form of two separate but identical seats, and her head tilted to one side as the implications sunk in. Upon closer inspection, the throne to the right had a different design than the other one, which she already recognized as Hades' throne. The new throne had a more delicate pattern - resembling vines and spirals in many places - in an organic pattern as opposed to the geometric pattern on Hades' throne. However, in size and stature, it was identical to its mate. The chairs sat close together, but with just enough space between them so that they could both use their own armrests comfortably or touch one another's arm with a slight reach.       The cushion was soft and plush, offering a comfortable place to sit during Court sessions. She circled around the thrones, trailing her fingers along the arms and backs of both pieces of furniture.       "Come sit down." Hades smiled as he climbed up the steps.