TWELVE

She did not plan on going to his chambers. Fuck his rules. She'd been crying in her own room for many hours that she drifted to sleep at some point.

It was when someone opened the door of her chamber that she jolted awake and pulled the blanket to cover her almost naked body.

It was Henrietta and she was bringing some clothes for her. She didn't feel relieved to see the woman. Not when she clearly remembers how loyal she is to Hades.

Henrietta placed the set of clothes on the foot of her bed and then a tray of food on a table before she looked at her.

"Clean yourself and wear this. Lord Hades expects you to be in his chamber in half an hour," she said and turned her back to leave her alone.

"I don't want to go," she said sternly. She was surprised to hear that her voice did not even crack. Henrietta slowly turned to watch her. Her sharp features getting even sharper with the little source of light in her chamber.

The woman stalked forward until she was standing at the foot of her