Persephone spent most of her time in a small greenhouse that Hades had allowed her to build. The room was filled with all sorts of plants and she had even convinced Hades to allow her to bring back a Hummingbird from one of her breaks from the Underworld. The little bird sat beside her now as she focused on healing a small hibiscus tree whose orange and pink flowers were wilting.<br/>"Perseeephoooneeee!" Hades yelled.<br/>She flinched at his tone, and got up walking to where the call had come from.<br/>"What is this?!" He roared, pointing to a tiny terracotta flower pot.<br/>"It's rosemary. It makes the room smell good." She said in a small voice.<br/>Hades lifted his hand and smashed the little pot. Her heart wrenched. She had conjured the seed, and sat for hours watering it and nurturing it. Sure, she could have just made it grow immediately, but she liked the challenge of growing a plant in such terrible conditions. It made her feel like she was good at something.<br/>Hades walked out of the room in a flame, without a second look. Persephone walked over to the shattered pot and used the side of her hand to sweep the shards into her other palm.