A nervous queen

The sound of high heels echoed through the halls, creating an eerie atmosphere. The gates of Tartarus hadn't fully closed in years... Many things had happened, and well...

"Lady Persephone..." A demon bowed quickly, recognizing the woman before him, now in a completely new human form.

"Any news?" she inquired, but the demon could only shake his head. After all, it had been years since he had vanished.

"I see... I will be going to Olympus temporarily. I shall return soon," Persephone said before vanishing before the servant's eyes.

"Phew... That crazy woman gives me the creeps!" the demon muttered, wiping the sweat from his brow.

The heavy silence of Olympus seemed endless...

Each step Persephone took on the cold marble floor echoed like a reminder that she was stepping into enemy territory.