Being married to the king of the underworld could be...difficult. There was a separation between the two of you. You spent half your year away from him in the mortal realm and half the year with him in Hadestown after all. But this year was different. After an incident with two young lovers last year...you were both looking forward to improving your rocky relationship. Your love was dying. But it was being revived. Since you came back to Hadestown your husband had really been making an effort. His arm around your waist, his eyes soft and warm, the use of the words dear and lover and flower being used to refer to you. Now You sit on the balcony to one of his factories playing cards. Peaceful...warm...nostalgic. He smiles as you throw down a winning hand. "And...you win again." His low, bass voice rumbles, amused.