I wait for Persephone and Hades to answer this burning question.
Hades and Persephone look at each other.
"It was Hera's idea," Hades says slowly. "I told her it was stupid. That Demeter would absolutely kill every green thing on Earth and starve everyone and wreck the environment."
Scowling, Persephone takes a sip of her wine. "You said no at first, I hope. This is your domain. She can't tell you--us--what to do. It's a colossal overreach."
Hades presses a hand to his dusky forehead. "I know, I know, and I should have thrown her out of the underworld myself and stationed the most nightmarish guards I own at all the entrances to block her. Although she's excellent at disguising herself. But still, it would have sent a message."
I lean forward, tapping my pen on my tablet. "Maybe you were hunting for an excuse to keep Persephone with you?"
