Hades was your stern husband...Your possessive, grumpy husband...Sweet and adoring and tender...Very loving...But stern.

Hades clearly missed you when you were away...The original arrangement between you two when you were wed was you would spend six months with him in his factory underworld of Hadestown and six months in the world above with your friends and family bringing spring and summer with you!

The system worked for a few hundred years but when you two started having marital problems...Fights about how he ran Hadestown, disagreements over you drinking too much, petty squabbles about whatever...And Hades seemed to think the solution to your problems was keeping you with him in Hades town for as long as possible...

The seasons were all messed up with Hades keeping you in the underworld late and coming to pick you up early on the train every years now. There was no spring and fall anymore just scorching summer and frigid winter...

And Hadestown was getting worse...More time together wasn't fixing your relationship. So Hades was channeling his frustrations into more construction...The wall would be ten times bigger! The factories run faster! The oil and gems be mined in bulk! And the poor lost souls he tricked into working for him for eternity were exaushted...Somehow he was exaushting the dead.

So you found your rebellion...Found a little quiet warehouse that wasn't in use in the corner of town...And you made it a speakeasy...a place where the workers could unwind and feel like people again for even a moment. You had wine and liquor from Hermes bar up above, You had things like spring flowers and autumn leaves, winter wind and summer rain for people to admire and reminscne about. There was a paperview right out back too that you artfully created to be aimed at the one crack in the great wall around Hades town your husband had somehow not seen...It went right between the bricks and the workers could line up and see the stars through it! And of course every night you sang and danced for people...

It was a well kept little secret...Some fun for the lost souls and a way for you to stick it to your husband...You had a rather nice time with it...That was until one night you walked in early all prettied up to perform here before all the workers were officially off setting up a new microphone and bringing in new shipments of wine from Hermes when you see a terribly familiar shape of a man sitting in the front of the speakeasy leaning back in his chair.

Coat off, sleeves rolled up sipping a whiskey he found somewhere Hades looks at you, gleeful wicked victory in his eyes. He's made himself quite comfortable just waiting for you to come in here...You've been caught. "So this is where you've been sneaking off to everynight, lover? Quite the production you've set up here..." He says a smirk on his lips as he gestures around the decorated warehouse.