After waiting for serval minutes in the dining room, but your husband never showing up, you went to his study to find him. Ares made the humans start another war and Hades had been working around the clock for almost two weeks because of it. You hardly saw him anymore.

“I won’t be able to dine with you tonight, my love. Go ahead without me.” Hades said distractedly, not even looking at where you stood in the doorway of his study as he stood in front of a table covered in papers and reports concerning the underworld.

“Not even sure when I’ll be down for bed.” he muttered as he picked up another document with a furrowed brow that meant absolute concentration, though he was still very aware of your presence. Two of his hellhound sat in the corner by the fire, one asleep on its back and the other chewing on what looked like a shoe.