#⌜​🇨​​🇭​​🇦​​🇷​​🇦​​🇨​​🇹​​🇪​​🇷​ ⌟ 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 ── script.

[unr3als]

closed for @nosaintz.

persephone pushed open the large wooden door that lead to his bedchambers , dress tail flowing behind her as she entered the room . the sound of the door shutting behind her echoing in the darkness of the room . it was cold down here , much more than the world she knew above but here she was stuck for half of the year , and a dutiful wife she must be . eyes searched for him in the expanse of the space , hands twiddling nervously as she speaks softly . " my lord , you called for me ? "

[unr3als]

his grip was rough , something she'd never experienced from him . she was a bit frightened . he forced her gaze to his face , holding her chin so that all she saw was him and only him . " hades , i - i never lied to you . . " she says softly , voice cracking as she sees this anger in his eyes - this rage . where had gone her soft and gentle love ? the one that picked her black roses from the garden and brought her them to her bedchambers when he felt alone ; where was he ? this - this person was not her hades . his demand came as a shock to the goddess , him always asking to remove her garments from her frame before now . " excuse me ? " she retorts back , eyes still watching his face closely . " i will do no such thing when you are acting like this . now unhand me . "

slender  fingers  grasp  her  chin  rather  roughly ,   coaxing  her  head  upward  to  meet  his  gaze .   “   i  don't  appreciate  being  lied  to ,   persephone .   ”   he  murmurs ,   the  warning  unmistakable  in  his  low  tone .   “   i  fear  i  need  to  teach  you  a  lesson ,   so  you  remember  just  how  costly  lying  to  me  can  be .   ”   his  touch  has  been  nothing  but  gentle  so  far  ―   deliberately  so .   supressing  his  nature  in  favor  of  winning  her  trust ,   of  making  her  his ,   slowly  and  carefully ,   piece  by  piece .   but  now ,   that  restraint  is  beginning  to  crack  as  his  patience  wears  thin .   “   take  off  your  dress .   ” 

[unr3als]

she had grown to enjoy the darkness , though she'd never let him know of such . it gave her a sense of wonder and discreet that she did not know she had . breath sucks in softly as he moves towards her , almost as if he is floating across the threshold , standing just inches from her frame . those words always sent a shiver down her spine ; she was just that , his love . no one else's . " i have been doing no such thing , dearest . " lie . if she was to be honest , she had been avoiding him . she needed her space and he was always around . . . lurking . " what would make you think such silly things ? " she asks with a soft head tilt .

hades  turns  at  the  sound  of  her  soft  voice  shattering  the  stillness  of  his  quarters ,   eyes  instantly  drawn  to  the  young  goddess  he  has  whisked  away  from  the  light  and  hid  among  the  shadows  of  his  dark  domain .   even  if  he  was  capable  of  remorse ,   not  a  trace  of  regret  would  stir  within  him  for  what  he  has  done  ―   persephone  is  meant  to  be  here ,   by  his  side ,   and  in  time ,   she  will  see  it  too.   “   yes ,   my  love ,   ”   he  says ,   his  voice  low  and  smooth ,   as  he  slowly  closes  the  distance  between  them .   “   i  feel  like  you've  been  avoiding  me ...   why  ?  ”