“Not a dream, my beautiful Leuce.” he assured as she put her arms around his neck. He inhaled deeply her sent, sweet and intoxicating. His mouth found its way to her ear, lips glossing over the lobe before he whispered “But I will do my best to make ever single one of your dreams a reality. And perhaps Hades should have asked before taking the lady, but dammit what good was it to be king if he could not just take what he desired?
And with a few more steps Hades had reached the end of his younger brothers kingdom, he transferred the lady's weight to one arm and with his now free hand he reach into the folds of his clothing and produced his royal scepter, a magical staff that which could sunder the earth and the King raised in and brought it down. As he did, the earth opened creating a passage between the world of the living and the world of the dead. Putting his staff away her repositioned his grip on the beautiful woman in his arms. “Shall we, my dear lady?”