Who: Demeter/Chloe & Persephone/Anne:
What: Discussing the previous day's issue
Where: Demeter's suite
When: Evening of Friday, Dec. 12th
Rating: PG
Status: Complete
After Housekeeping left, she's cleaned the room again. Everything dusted off. The bed remade. Flowers rearranged, then again once more. Demeter couldn't sit still; it was worse than the night she waited for Phoebus. Then, there was fear. Now, there was pain - and anger. How long had this been building? Her daughter had no part in the original offense but now, now when there was choice and the chance to start once again, how could she... The blonde goddess didn't want to think of the reasons; she knew them already and was slowly accepting them no matter how painful they were. Her Kore was in love but that made it no easier on her mother. Yes, the talk with Hestia had helped to some degree. Helped her sort out her thoughts and feelings and truthfully only solidified her decision to follow the path she'd set for herself. Now, all she had to do was wait for the younger woman to arrive.
As if on cue, her phone rang, announcing Anne's arrival. "Please, send her up," Demeter told the and after hanging up the receiver, began to smooth the wrinkles from her dress. The simple Greco-roman styled piece was a deep forest green and matched the scarf that covered her head perfectly, accenting her light hazel eyes and golden skin. Though no matter how much she may appear the goddess she'd once been, Demeter hardly felt it as she stood by the door, waiting for Kore's knock.