HADES SAT ON HIS THRONE, GLANCING OUT THE WINDOW.
He watched the fires rise and fade, and heard the distant screams of the tortured souls. He remembered the first day Persephone was brought into his world, and how afraid he was. He remembered her fear, how she trembled. But eventually, as he hoped she would, she began to accept him and this world he resided over.
He looked back on his choice. And he knew it was the right one. As Zeus had said himself, Hades was a fool. And he did not care what his brother said of or to him, for he had gotten what he wanted. His plan was executed flawlessly.
Reaching beside him, Hades dipped his fingers in the bowl of pomegranate seeds, pulling out three of them, placing them in his left palm. And one by one, he ate them, just as he had watched Persephone do before she left. With each one, the smile grew on his face, thinking of her. He heard the lightning crack down on the ground fro