55- Persephone

Persephone had felt many things in her life.

Disappointment.

Betrayal.

Hate.

Hurt.

But nothing, nothing, could compare to how she felt at the moment.

After Leonidas had left, the idea that she would be away from him, if she was eventually exiled, struck her hard.

She had imagined that he would come with her. That he would not say no to her request.

That she would be able to shield him from the war that was bound to happen one way or another.

That she could spend her last moments with him without fear that she would never see him again.

But Persephone had never really gotten what she wanted.

The gate to her cell opened again but Persephone did not need to turn around to know who it was.

The aura of whoever it was, was blinding and intoxicating enough to give her an idea "It is so nice that you came to pay me a visit,"

"I could not have avoided a guard who said you had bewitched my son to come and rescue you from your cell now, could I?"

Persephone Diamandis slowly turned, a small smile