'Hades,' I said, as I came to face-to-face with his smoky form. 'Persephone,' he replied, his silver eyes swirling. My rational thoughts scattered. 'You look...' I trailed off, biting down on my lip as I struggled to find a word to finish the obligatory compliment. 'Smoky?' he offered. My mouth quirked into a smile at the unexpected comment. 'Yes. Smoky.' I felt my shoulders relax a little. 'If this wasn't being broadcast to the whole of Olympus, I would have been willing to lose a bit of the smoke.' There was no ice in his voice. 'Why do you not let them see what you look like?' 'The King
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