He doesn't expect others to formalize or talk more about what the marriage will look like.
I am pulled, towards the hallway, heading towards the room, it was not mine, a magic, and the grooves of the underworld open, I am taken to his kingdom, from there, he takes me in his arms.
"You'll learn magic later, but first, I want to have it for myself."
- I don't know what to do. I speak.
"I'll teach you, if you want to lie with my queen, I'll teach you how to have her, too." Hades says.
In the case of Persephone, the queen of the underworld.
I would be what a consort, a concubine, a party once in a while, at the time she is not present.
I hope it's worth it, this to rid the kingdom of death, he thinks.
Because apparently, it will be forever.
At this time, they are walking through the corridors, the god there, takes him to a kitchen, he puts him aside.
My hands tremble as I watch him rummage through glasses, glasses, in which he removes each bottle, looking at the label before returning it
