Hades winced as the sunlight stroked his eyes. He can't see, he can't even open his eyes. Everything was white, the wall was white and there were no windows at all. His heartbeat raced and pounded so hard. This is not his room, he turns his head and looks for her.







There was only him.







He swatted his hand around and he thought he was on his bed but he was on the floor, a cold white glass that you can even see on your face. He went pale when he noticed what he was wearing, his long black coat and he was handling a gold plated knife. He touches the fabric of his coat, it was real indeed, he was wearing it.







He put his fingers on his temple but something brushed his fingers. A crown.







'Where am I? And why the fuck I am wearing this, he thought then suddenly he heard footsteps coming above, he heard clacks of heels.







He was now sure where he was.







His visi

PAST



December 12, 1891







"What are you composing there my sweet king?" a woman's voice asked as she snakes her arms in Helios' waist.







"I'm making a pit," he answered, with a wicked smile on his lips as he continued to write.







There were only two of them in the old cabin that no one could suspect that there were persons inside and it was also in the deep of the forest. It was their secret place to hide.







And the only thing that they have to ride is a horse and even though they need to be alone together, Helios still needs men so he spreads his men just for assistance if ever there will be a blunder.







"Let me read that," she muttered and took the paper out of him which makes him a bit irritated but he can't go mad at her for she loves her so much that he could do everything for her. '







She tastes so good







She tastes so right







She's too del

A flash of lightning struck the clouds as Lissana look at her window, it was abundant rainfall and she can seem that the breeze was blowing hard. She was afraid of lightning and thunder since she was a child, her father used to visit her in her room when in this situation.







"I miss you, papa," Lissana whispered in the thin air and a tear escaped in her eyes. Her room was dim and only the lampshade was her light. She jolted in her bed as a rumble of thunder struck again. She decided to go out of her room to prepare milk for she can't go to sleep since her aunt took her day off and went to her family she now had to do it by herself, she has to because no one will do it for her. She didn't want her aunt to leave but she doesn't want to be greedy, she knows she yearns for her family.







She was only wearing her silk sleeveless nighties and decided not to wear her bra and leaving on

Hades winced as the sunlight stroked his eyes. He can't see, he can't even open his eyes. Everything was white, the wall was white and there were no windows at all. His heartbeat raced and pounded so hard. This is not his room, he turns his head and looks for her.







There was only him.







He swatted his hand around and he thought he was on his bed but he was on the floor, a cold white glass that you can even see on your face. He went pale when he noticed what he was wearing, his long black coat and he was handling a gold plated knife. He touches the fabric of his coat, it was real indeed, he was wearing it.







He put his fingers on his temple but something brushed his fingers. A crown.







'Where am I? And why the fuck I am wearing this, he thought then suddenly he heard footsteps coming above, he heard clacks of heels.







He was now sure where he was.







His vision.







"The time and the day," a woman says that he can't nearly see her face, only her red heel

Chapter 11