Emmet walked up stairs and prepared himself for dinner. A few things were going through him. Happiness that he has spited Hades, the idea of company, slight remorse for taking one so fare like he did. He would apologize at dinner. Then there was something else..... something odd. The way she looked at Emmet.... Emmet wasn't sure what it was. Though he might have had a guess. He shook his head, he had spent too much time as a human! He was going soft! He was the god of darkness, he needed no other companion in life, the dark was everything he needed..... and yet... some strange thing was growing in him, as if a seed had been planted in his heart and it was just beginning to sprout.<br/><br/>Emmett walked upstairs to his chamber and looked into the pool of deepest night, he wondered how hades was doing. The gates to the underworld were bathed in fierce red light, Hades fires burned and his anger spilled out of the gates. Emmet smiled, perfect!<br/><br/>Emmet sealed the door and walked down stairs and took his place at the head of the table. His guest had yet to arrive. Emmet stood at his spot and rubbed his chin. Finally making a decision he summoned a shadow and gave it the form of a woman and gave it substance. Emmet looked it over.... satisfied that it was finished he sent it upstairs to fetch the guest.<br/><br/>The shadow walked up the steps and knocked on the door, the voice was quiet but definitely female.<br/><br/>"Madam dinner is prepared. I have been asked to escort you to the dinning room."