The sunlight danced on her soft, pale skin. All those years in darkness, buried in Hades' realm---how had she ever survived? Especially knowing he'd put her there? That in his excitement to bring her back with him had destroyed them both? He shook his head as that fleeting, dark moment tried to brand itself and put a damper on their outing.
Eurydice was here now. She wasn't going anywhere. Even if Hades himself tried to pull her back, he would fight to the death to keep her.
He took her hand, enjoying the feel of the fact that they got to live the live they were never allowed before. It had been so short before, and now it was infinite. As long as he had her by his side, did he need anything else? Orpheus would never see another woman but his Eurydice.
His free hand reached out as the water cascaded down the mound of rock. He let the water flit against his fingers. Nature was always where Eurydice felt more herself. Not buried in the depths of the inner city walls. He hummed softly as they both enjoyed the vision.