It isn't a truthful query that she's asking of him as she gently palms his left cheek, but rather a wordplay for the watchful escort sent by her mother that is always waiting for her on the other end of the Styx.
They haven't caught on yet to the game that Persephone and Hades are playing with each other at each parting. She kisses his hand lightly as Persephone takes the silver gilded flower from him.
"Always," Hades promises softly turning around in the boat to face the way back to his kingdom alone with only the river guide for company.
He glances down at the blue-grey shawl that she always leaves with him and quietly inhales her scent to fortify himself for the long lonely nights.
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"Will you expect for me?"
It isn't a truthful query that she's asking of him as she gently palms his left cheek, but rather a wordplay for the watchful escort sent by her mother that is always waiting for her on the other end of the Styx.
They haven't caught on yet to the game that Persephone and Hades are playing with each other at each parting. She kisses his hand lightly as Persephone takes the silver gilded flower from him.
"Always," Hades promises softly turning around in the boat to face the way back to his kingdom alone with only the river guide for company.
He glances down at the blue-grey shawl that she always leaves with him and quietly inhales her scent to fortify himself for the long lonely nights.