Persephone
She winked at Brontes. "I've been stuck with him for centuries. It was only a matter of time before he rubbed off on me."
The brief sound of Anton's cellphone playing a contagious tune made Persephone's ears perk up. “Father’s having a dinner. It’s mandatory that we all go it seems.” Heph said, answering her unspoken questions of who was texting him. "Why did he message you and not-." The chiming of her own phone interrupted her. Clair De Lune played softly before Persephone plucked the phone from the inner pocket of her dress.
"Heya puuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurty lady,
Dad wants us all to meet up at the manor for a dinner or something. Be there or be square. If you need someone to escort you, give me a call and I'll fly over ;D.
P.S: No getting out of this either, or Dad will be pissed.
She raised her eyebrow and gave an unladylike snort. She doubted that was the message the Messenger God had sent to everyone, including her husband. He did so like to flirt with her, but he played a dangerous game. She just prayed he had enough sense to keep his little quips to himself while they were at the table. All it would take was another Immortal to report him to Hades, and the poor little God would be sent to Tartauras, with his pretty white winged shoes attached to his feet.
"Idiot." She mumbled before slipping her phone back into her pocket and turning her attention back to her friend. "I suppose I should get going then. Wouldn't want Dad to get his panties in a twist if either of us turned up late." The thought of being surrounded by Immortals left her stomach in twists. Artemis,Apollo, Hermes, Heph, and Poseidon....they were the only Immortals Persephone could handle. Each different but loved the same by the Springtime Goddess. Aphrodite, Ares, Athena, Hera, her father and the rest she preferred in small doses.
When Heph started with his excuses for not going, Persephone stepped up to agree with his golems. "No exceptions means no exceptions big bro. You're coming with me, and that's final." She didn't want to boss him around, but the guy needed to get out. She didn't dare ask him how long he had been cooped up here.
"Oh by the way. I left you a little something to cheer you up in the box over there." She had nearly forgotten the pie she had brought him that sitting all by it's self on his desk. When she went to walk towards where the entrance to his shop was, she stopped in her tracks. Hearing no whizzing or clanking of his leg behind her, she spun on her heel to face the God and cross her arms.
"Heph."She tone growing softer, the look she often saw in her mothers eyes slowly matching her own as she stared toward her sibling. "Aphrodite and your mother will get to see you in your new form. It's the best time for you to show your new form off to everyone." She uncrossed her pale limbs and held a hand out towards him, palm up and waiting for his hand to be placed over her own.
She was sure it would probably take more words of encouragement for him to gather his courage while they were in the car, but they had enough time before they would arrive at the mansion. With any luck Heph might actually have a good time tonight. While waiting for the God to take her hand, her mind wandered and stopped at the thought of her beloved.
Her heart fluttered at the thought of him attending the feast, but she knew it was useless to think about. Likely he would not attend and she would be forced to endure her Mothers pitiful stares and Hermes lurid glances.
Optimism Persephone, optimism! She gently chided herself, still smiling at Heph although it was now becoming more forced with every thought being weighed on her mind.