Elizabeth strolled around the little store in silence. She casually leafed through some of the racks every so often to conceal the fact that not much in this store was even close to her taste. She started to tell Emmet this, but she bit her tongue. She had spent too long suffering Hades' anger and she had no intention of dealing with it now that she was free. But, wait. She wasn't free.<br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Get a grip Persephone.. Hold tight to the original plan. Let him give you a little bit of freedom and then RUN!</span>" She thought.<br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">The only reason I haven't tried to locate mother is because I want to grow some bell-flowers in the entrance to his mansion. It would be a crime to leave that color-less.. That is the ONLY reason..</span>"<br/>But, somehow she couldn't quite make herself believe it.<br/>She glanced back at Emmet, to see that what he was doing, but as she was doing so she got distracted by a little scrap of baby yellow. It was Elizabeth's favorite color, so she tip toed over to it and pulled it off the rack. It was a sun-dress, much like her own but of a subtly different cut, and she fell in love with it immediately.<br/><br/>"I think this is all I want from here, if that's all right." She said, still staring at the little dress.