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Persephone felt the need to protect Makaria from everything bad in the world and she knew she couldn't do everything. What she could do was explain that she had once been that innocent girl and it hadn't gone all that well for her, at least in the beginning.

She went to get Makaria and they headed to see Hades. Persephone smiled encouragingly at her husband as the stepped into the room. "Here we are," she said to her Hades.

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Makaria wasn't exactly sure what was going on, but she knew this was about Zeus. She was starting to regret telling them, but she didn't want to lie. If Zeus was dangerous then it was better to have them know.

She smiled at her father, trying not to feel like she'd been misbehaving.

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He rose when the girls walked in and leaned down to kiss Persephone's cheek before motioning for them to sit down. Then he set his drink away, knowing Makaria didn't like it when he did drink. "Sit, please. Your mother and I want to talk to you."

He glanced at Persephone as he sat down, hoping she could broach the subject better then he could. He didn't want to be too rough.

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Persephone licked her lips and then she patted Makaria's shoulder. "Makaria, we wanted to speak to you about interacting with people up here. It can be a bit...dangerous if you don't know what to look for. Sometimes people can seem nice and they turn out to be really horrible."

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"I'm sorry," Makaria said, looking between them, her voice filled with guilt. "I never meant to make you both upset and I'm sorry that I went up to Zeus' apartment, I won't ever do it again. Please don't be cross with me?"

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Hearing that made him sit up and he grew a bit darker. Even the shades noticed and scattered away. No one liked seeing their King angry. "What?" Oh he was going to

murder

his little brother. There was a line that had been crossed.

He restrained his urge to go murder Zeus and took the glass to down it before giving Persephone a look. "I'm not angry at you," he said to Makaria, calming himself. He could go murder later. "But I did warn you. He's not the only one who would hurt you, either."

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Persephone felt a tinge of worry in her belly but Hades was reacting enough for both of them. "Makaria, neither of us are mad at you. We just don't think you understand that sometimes the world can be a harsh place and not everyone has your best interests at heart."

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Makaria sighed and watched her hands, because looking at the two of them made her feel bad. "I'm sorry," she said quietly. "I just... I don't understand why I should fear things here. I'm not afraid to die." She looked up at Hades, swallowing. "And I know you said you wouldn't like it if I did but... I just don't understand any of it."

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He let out a long breath and looked at the ceiling for a moment, before looking back to his daughter. "Because it's not death I worry you'll encounter. There are so many worse thing that can happen to you." He didn't like going into details about it all, but he remembered the looks on the faces of the mortal women Zeus had send to his realm.

He'd die if he had to see that look on his daughter's face. He could endure a lot, just not that. He rose and set his hands in his pockets, wanting to pace. "I am only trying to keep you safe."

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"It's true, Makaria," Persephone said gently. "You are a very innocent girl like I once was. I used to think nothing bad could ever happen to me and I was wrong."

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"But you have papa and you love him," Makaria said, because even if it had been bad in the beginning, Persephone was happy now. "Maybe one day someone will love me too." Her voice was quieter than and she dropped her gaze again.

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The talk of the kidnap was making him feel uncomfortable. He'd regret that until he faded, and continue to apologize until after he'd died to make up for that. "Makaria, someone will. You're lovely and smart, and of royal blood." He gave a sigh, "but people will take advantage of you."

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Persephone would make this up to her husband later, but for now they had to take care of Makaria.

"Of course someone will love you, Makaria. But you want it to be the right kind of love. I love your father, I do. But during the part of the year when I am with my mother, I am terrified of him. And-" She took a deep breath. "I am sorry, my darling," she said to him, "if you want to go I understand. Makaria when Hades first took me I hated him for what he had done. I wanted to leave so badly and then he tricked me into eating the pomegranate so I couldn't. Imagine, my darling, being faced with the idea that you can never see us again."

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Makaria had met Persephone when she was with Demeter and had found she didn't understand that woman. She wasn't Persephone. But still she couldn't understand what had happened between Hades and Persephone though. It was a completely separate idea to anything she knew of them.

But at the thought of never being able to see either of them again, at being taken from them forever... "I don't want that," she said in a hushed voice, shaking her head and understanding the danger.

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"I won't go unless you want me to," he said to Persephone. He knew what he'd done. He deserved to hear about it. Running away would only show he was a coward and not worth courting her when she became Kore. And he would make up for it and find out all the things she liked so she wouldn't be so afraid of him.

"No one wants that. And this is the funniest thing, what I did to your mother? It was considered kind." He scoffed at that, "Zeus does worse. I didn't touch her until she wanted me to. Zeus, or Poseidon even, won't give you that courtesy. They believe because they are stronger, and because they are Kings, they can do what they want. They think of most things as possessions. Even other Gods. Mortals have it even worse."

With a sigh he sat down, "they take. And I would die if I had to see that happen to you It's why I don't want you around Theseus either. He doesn't get the concept of consent any more then his father does."

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"Your father is speaking the truth," Persephone said with a nod. "Not all people are like that, not at all. But it's best to be very careful and maybe be absolutely sure someone has your best interests at heart before going anywhere with them alone. In fact it might be a good idea to have one of us meet them first. At the very least have Melinoe meet them.

"You trust people and that's a very sweet thing, but it's dangerous too. I know because I was the same way. You get to choose when and if you do anything with a boy. These people...Zeus, Poseidon, Theseus...they don't believe that."

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Makaria looked between the both of them for a long time, feeling very tired. It was hard to navigate this world, and now she was behind told that even her heroes couldn't be trusted. Her heroes used to be the only ones she had.

"I want to go back," Makaria said with defeat. "To the Isles."

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And this was what he'd worried over. He didn't want her to disappear in her Isles either. The world was dangerous, but still a good thing to enjoy. Especially now none of them were bound to his realm anymore.

He didn't know what to say and looked at Persephone, hoping she did know.

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Persephone slid down to the floor and she knelt in front of Makaria so she could hold the girl's hand. "My darling, this world is a wonderful place, you just have to learn how to be in it. I know it is hard, beautiful girl. We're here to help you. All you need do is ask."

She reached up to brush the girl's cheek. "We worry about you, but that doesn't mean you should close yourself off."

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"Everyone has people here and places they fit," Makaria said to her sadly. "But I don't fit and I don't understand anything. All I've ever had is my heroes and now I don't even have them. And," she added, looking at her father, "I don't want to be taken away from you."

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"You will find a place. I did." He shrugged. He'd taken a while to find it, sure, but he'd still found a place. He didn't have many social interactions, but it wasn't necessary for him. "Some of them are still here for you Makaria. Like Achilles, or Heracles." He could trust those two. Within limits. They still had honor.

"And you won't." He smiled at her and set his hand on her cheek. "I will keep you safe."

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"You have to make your place, no one has theirs ready-made," she said, kissing Makaria's hands. "And you will. Like your father says, some of your warriors are here and they can help. Perseus is here too and I trust him." She had spent a little time with Perseus and he was kind and jovial. "He could show you around. No one...no one is letting you get taken away, darling girl."

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Makaria had no idea how Hades and Persephone decided which of her heroes could be trusted and which couldn't. Were they not all equally worthy? Had they not all made it to the Isles of the Blessed where only the greatest of men could tread? It was all making her head hurt.

"It's exhausting here," Makaria admitted to them. "Every time I feel like I'm starting to understand, it turns out I don't understand any of it."

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