CRONUS DIDN’T LIKE VISITORS, especially unexpected ones. Having spent a lot of time in the pit, he wanted to enjoy his new freedom, and not waste his time playing house guest to whichever DEITY decided to show up. While he had nothing against Persephone, he was in no mood to ENTERTAIN her. Keeping his back to her, Cronus poured himself a glass of wine, it had quickly become a favorite of his during his time on Earth. He found it to be a lot sweeter than the wine he used to drink.
“To what do I owe the DISPLEASURE of your visit?”
He wasn’t going to ask how she found him, frankly, he didn’t care. “Come to BORE me with your tales of the Underworld?”
Persephone enjoyed the marvelous city of Paris a great deal, but the welcome she received at the dethroned Titan’s home needed an adjustment. Even in a foreign land, she was royalty, especially to subjects of the Underworld. “Now, is that any way to greet your queen?” He had about thirty seconds to correct his attitude before her generous benevolence wore thin, unless he was trying to provoke her.
She strolled across the room, past him. “Let me assume you’ve had a terrible day, otherwise you might start to hurt my feelings, Cronus.” She paused there and her head tilted to the side as if these were casual thoughts merely given voice. “Then I might get angry,” Persephone continued in a rueful sigh. “And who knows what might happen next?”
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