Chapter 11

The cosmos is a mystic place. An unfathomable swirling of unknown power. What we don't understand is magic and sometimes it's evil counterpart- sorcery.

"Hades!"

"I Persephone Rya accept King Hades, the supreme ruler of the Underworld as my eternal mate.

I am yours my king... from now to infinity."

The words seem to rang in his head as he took her form wanting to paint a picture of hers in his heart away from all the chaos.

When a large tide whirled the water of the Veras and splashed it across Hades feet it should have burned him, after all it was venomous for him.

Though his eyes hadn't left the girl standing before him, frantically asking him if he was injured, as if a thing that insignificant could hurt him.

But there were no burns. Veras has welcomed it's King with a significant bow to his feet - the eternal acceptance of its long lost Creator.