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She sighed at this and his pride stung a bit that he wasn’t catching on.
“My child. I will have a daughter who holds power over ghosts and nightmares,” she finally explained, watching him for some sort of response.
His mind froze as the words tumbled around his head, lacking meaning as he tried to understand the heavy sacrifice she had made.
She sacrificed her child to this fate for him to spend a few hours speaking with his father.
Folding her arms across her chest, she watched him as he remained quiet. A flash of annoyance crossing her face before she looked back at the fire.
“Stop looking at me like that. Any child I have will be powerful in their own right, so it is no hardship to know beforehand what their powers are. And I hardly think it is wrong for those souls to have someone to fight for them, do you?” she asked.
He finally nodded as he realized the truth of that statement.
“Knowing I would have gone down a path similar to some of those souls, it would have been nice to get a heads up that I needed to change course to avoid eternal damnation,” he agreed.
It was a nice reassurance that there would be someone out there, Persephone’s daughter, to help guide souls along the right path before death came for them.
Those words halted his train of thought.
Persephone’s daughter. She would have a child. That could only mean that he would also have a child, and that she would carry a heavy burden.
“I…” he had to clear his throat. “I am assuming I would be the father of this child?”
Her eyebrows shot up in shock at his question before she laughed.
“Who else? Certainly not Thanatos,” she pretended to shutter.
Looking back over at him, her brow furrowed in concern.
“Are you well?” she asked as she watched him intently.
His mind was running through a myriad of emotions.
Would he have a child, a family, after he died? How did he feel about all this? Could he be a good father being that he wasn’t quite human after all?
Then again, neither was Persephone.
A family was something he denied himself as a mortal, but if he had the opportunity to do so now? He would jump at the chance. He would happily make a family, a future, with her.
She laughed a little.
“You are thinking too much on this.”
He smirked, his mind moving from the idea of having a child to the process of making one.
***
Persephone felt the moment someone stepped from the Cocytus River onto her domain.
“Trespasser,” she whispered at the same moment that Devon’s eyes lit up with Godfire. He’d felt it, too. Their bond had strengthened his tether to the Underworld and its needs.
She grabbed his hand and pulled them into a shadow jump.
When they landed near the entrance of the boneyard, she turned to Devon, only to step back in awe. He had taken on his full God form.
Green light bled from every pore of his body, his eyes lit with Godfire, vines writhing at his feet, and grass the Underworld had never seen before was overgrowing and tangling around his legs. He hardly seemed to notice as he took slow predatory steps towards the boneyard.
Her eyes watched as the winged serpent emerged from his light and moved along his skin, like a tattoo come to life. Devon lifted his arm, and the serpent darted out from him, becoming its own entity of green light as it had once before.
