<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#808080">Before she knew it, they were walking along the rows of headstones. 'here lies-' so and so, Latrice would read. Beloved daughter, forgiving wife, strong father. All of these people took with them love on their journey, so why was it so surprising that the God of all of them would want love too? The young woman listened to his story, nodding at the mention of the version she was told. Latrice remembered as a child her mother always buying pomegranates, feeding her the seeds as snacks, in smoothies and other creative ways. Lost in his words, they paused walking for him to pick a flower and place it behind her ear and dark curly waves of her hair. <br/>
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The brightly colored flower stood out against her clothes in black, the young woman looking to their hands before looking up at him. Hades finished up his story and looked, sad. In truth this was the first time she heard this version of the story and it was drastically different. Though, she wasn't surprised by it, Hades was always portrayed as the villain in Mythology. But standing here before her, he didn't seem so bad. 'You will be my wife' and 'You will be happy <i>under</i> me' those words stuck in her head, floating around as they brought up other ideas. Did he think she was just going to obey him? She barely knew him let alone was being surprised by the fact that she was suppose to marry him. <br/>
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Latrice bit onto her bottom lip for a second in thought, she had never even dated a man before now she was going to get married to the God of the Underworld. It just.. felt all so overwhelming. Pulling her hands away from him a bit, she held them in front of her as she just didn't know what to say. Her mother, ever guiding and watching of her, was gone and her younger sister would be off for college with her boyfriend. Latrice was left alone and the idea of sitting in her late mother's home by herself didn't sound appealing. A soft sigh left her lips as she sniffled once more and brushed away sad tears from her face.<br/>
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Reluctantly she looked up to the man before her holding out her left hand to him, palm side down, she nodded. "Okay. I'll accept your ring and the season of Spring." </span></span>