Roman Name Persephone Novels & Stories

She climbed off the horse with hands wrapped in a glove she dropped the hood revealing who she was. The crowd around gasped and murmured either surprised she was still alive or rather shocked she graced them with her presence with no protection and a formal royal attire. She walked with shaky legs through the crowd till her gaze fell on the dissembled corpse of her parents. She went through the five stages of grief in that moment and that was the night Daci died and then came the birth of Princess Daciana. PRINCESS DACIANA

“You are so beautiful Claude! Like an angel from the upper world!” “Do you mean like Hades?” “Is Hades an angel?” “No, he is the God of Death.” “That looks cool! If you are Hades, what should I be?” “Maybe Athena?” “No! I am Persephone!” “Because your name is Flora, you chose the Goddess of Flowers and Spring?” mocked Claude “No. It is because you are Hades, that I am your Persephone” The drunk Flora carried on her meal delightedly, while poor Claude was astonished. Did she just say she is his Persephone?!

I said as I held out my hand for her to shake. “It’s nice to meet you too. Aunt Aria, hmmm, I don’t know if I can call you that. And a new goddess?” Persephone said shaking my hand. “Please, just call me Aria. It’s my middle name, once all of my powers have shown themselves and I have them under control I’ll use my goddess name.” I explained. “Oh, are you the one the meeting was called about?” Persephone asked. “Yes. She is quite remarkable so far. And very deadly.” Eros said. I turned to him shocked.