Persephone sat up in her bed, the bright morning sun shining through her window. She beamed; it was her 18th birthday today. She sprung out of bed, rinsing her face in a bowl of clean water. Her green eyes stared back as she admired herself in the mirror. She was interrupted by a knock at the door.
"Excuse me, ma'am, your bath is being drawn as we speak, it's time to prepare you for your celebration!" A tall, stern-looking elderly woman in a navy cloak walked briskly into the room, holding a robe out for the young Goddess.
Persephone coaxed the ivory slip off her shoulders, letting it slip down her curves to the floor, and stepping into the robe that her handmaid held open. She sat in front of a vanity as her fiery hair was brushed out, then she was guided through the archway of the bathroom where a hot bath was waiting.
She cooed as she stepped into the hot water, letting it envelope her body. Her hips wriggled as she seeped in the water, and rubbing her arms as goosebumps spread over them. Her handmaid dipped a silver pitcher into the water, pouring it over Persephone's head, following up with a scrub, and brushing it through her long hair.
"Are you excited for today?" The handmaid asked, stroking her hair.
Persephone smiled. "Yes Anya, can't you see my glow?" She held up her arm, showing off her luminous, golden skin.
"I've been your handmaid since you were a pup. You were a funny child." She said, "I remember having to chase you down with 3 other maids just to get you in the bath!"
Persephone giggled, "Well I learned to love them." She grabbed one of her hands, holding it to her cheek and kissing it gently. "You've been a most wonderful figure in my life. Thank you."
"Oh, I will miss you when you are married." Anya mused.
"Let's not think about those things!" She splashed the water, jokingly, "I want to enjoy my birthday!"
Her handmaid laughed, dipping the pitcher into the water again, and rinsing her hair out. She handed Kore a towel, helping her back into her robe and leading her back in front of the vanity. Her hair was curled into a beautiful cascade down her back, and her eyes lined with onyx.
Persephone was dressed in an ivory chiffon wrap dress, pinned with golden broaches. Elegant chains draped down her neck and chest, and bangles were hung on her wrists. The maids laced sandals up her calves, with jade beads strung along the laces.
She gave Anya's hand a final squeeze before they left her alone in her room. She stared at herself, playing with her hair and thinking about her big day. Her thoughts didn't last long, and she was interrupted by her bedroom door opening once again. Demeter stepped in, opening her arms to hug her daughter.
"You look beautiful, my Kore!" She gushed as they embraced.
"Thank you," She smiled, pulling away from her mother, "I'm a little bit nervous."
"Nonsense. You're finally a woman! You only have to worry about your godly duties now." Demeter assured her daughter, sweeping her bangs aside
"Spring." Persephone stated."
"Yes. You're going to bring the most beautiful Springs the humans have ever seen." Demeter stepped back grabbing her hands. "We can spend the majority of the year in the mortal realm together; Spring through Fall!" She falsely smiled at her overbearing mother. "Let's go, there is much to be done before the party!"
Persephone nodded and followed her throughout their palace. They went over decorations, menus, music, and schedules for hours before she finally cut a break. She sneaked out to the courtyard to hide for a minute. Laelaps came bounding to her side for a scratch as she sat on a marble bench.
There were footsteps walking towards her, and annoyed, she turned to expect her mother. Her annoyance turned to relief when Zeus appeared from behind the hedges. She stood up to hug him.
"Happy Birthday, kid." His embrace swallowing her tiny frame - making her feel safe and calm.
"Thank you, father." She sat back down on the bench, and Zeus sat beside her, Laelaps snuggling his head between them.
"I have a gift for you." He turns to her, revealing a golden wreath. "For a true queen."
She blushed as he placed it around her head, "Oh my! Thank you!" She hugged him again, and they embraced for a while.
"We've got to go, or your mother will have my head. The party is about to start." He stood up, holding a hand out to her.
She took his hand and let him escort her into the ballroom of the palace. She was greeted by an array of strange and familiar faces. She suddenly got butterflies and grabbed a glass of wine from a nearby servant.
"Kore, this is Achilles." Zeus had his hand on the shoulder of a very big man. "A great warrior, I made him a commander in my army and granted him eternal life in exchange for his service."
The man took her delicate hand and kissed it. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
"You as well." She smiled and blushed, quickly stepping aside, embarrassed.
"Kore!" Hera called after her. Persephone turned to see her wrapped around the arm of a tall, muscular man, smiling brightly at her. "Persephone, you remember Ares. He's a little hot-headed but he's a real man!"
"It's good to see you again, Ares." She bowed to him, and he did the same back.
"Happy Birthday, Kore, you look stunning tonight." He held out a hand, "Would you care to dance?" He asked.
She blushed, taking his hand and obliging him. They spun around the room talking about the different gods and goddesses in attendance. She kept meeting his eyes, and smiling back at him throughout the dance.
"May I cut in?" Hermes tapped him on the shoulder, and held his hand out to Kore.
