Prologue.

A gust of wind dries the drops on her body and she turns around to see someone wrapped in a very heavy cape made of black feathers and long thin hair that looks covered in soft ashes.

Their eyes meet and it's like fire and ice dancing for just a brief second.
Persephone narrows her glance. That man, so monumental and deadly reminds her of somebody.

Her mother's voice rings in the back of her head: "Are you certain it is Poseidon the one we are in dept to?"
Realization hits her hard as the Lord of Death stands there in front of her, his golden eyes shimmering making the green forrest look rotten.

He saved her life and now is here to claim his compensation for the truble.

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