Persephone stared at him as he approached, eyes large with both concern for her wellbeing and curiosity like that of a child. She hadn't met very many men, mostly the few who her mother wished for her to wed, and she promptly refused. This man seemed to match this room perfectly, or vice versa. He appeared serious, face solemn, and the only thing that seemed to be alive on him was his eyes. It was as if some genius stone carver made his magnum opus out of ivory and ebony, and somehow brought it to life. Handsome, chiseled features, and yet he looked as if he was merely animated rock. Very intimidating to say the least.<br/><br/>She blinked in surprise when he suddenly took her hand and kissed it. Color appeared in her cheeks instantly. The touch of a man was the feeling she had never known in all her years living under her mother's protection, and from how Demeter explained it to her, it wasn't something good. But, as this man Hades kissed gently up her arm, she knew her mother was lying. True, she didn't know this man, but the bolts of excitement that shot up her arm and exploded throughout her body were very real indeed.<br/><br/>The expression on her face initially was one of shock and surprise, that soon became embarrassment. Before he kissed all the way up to her bare shoulder, she pulled her arm out of his grasp, cheeks fully flushed. "Please... don't. We've only just met!" She spoke softly, heart still pounding in her chest. "I'm sorry, but my mother is probably looking for me right now, and I don't wish to worry her" She exited the bed, and started towards the door.