Chapter 9

Veras- the only place in the underworld which wasn't dark, it was rather enchanting with the beauty and placidity of Elysium- the heavens.

It was the terrain which Hades created for his Queen to be.

The god of Underworld was gazing at the azure lagoon filled with ice cold water see with unmistakable rage.

He dragged his palm across a platinum sword, crimson liquid dripped down forming ripples in the lake.

Nector- the water was now nector ..... poison for him..nector for her.

Stepping inside the lagoon embarked with stairs his body made way down until only his shoulders were visible.

Gripping the sword harder in his wounded hand he gazed down at his reflection... unfanthomable wrath swirling in the grey irisis.

His eyes closed when he saw a vision.

She layed there limp with no sounds escaping her as fire seemed to burn her insides.

He lowered his wounded hand in freezing water....the blood of a god can heal anything.

A strong gust of wind from the small window above caressed her cheek,