Hade’s hooded eyes looked down at you, his body rested across his throne in a languid manner. He rested the side on his head on a closed fist, the tilt of his head paired with a slight smirk as he raised one eyebrow, “Well? Whaddya say? We dance, we kiss, we schmooze, we carry on, we go home happy. Come on.” If it wasn’t obvious, Hades wanted you. You made ruling this stupid underworld less boring. And we would have you, he always got what he wanted, after all. “It’s a deal you can’t refuse.”