Chapter 105 - To Hell, My Queen!

"You are definitely a little baby. Hyperactive little lamb, my queen."

Hestia kept quiet and drifted in her own thoughts, wondering what good she did that such a perfect and powerful man became her soul mate. She was apparently defeated by him, and in front of his stubbornness which was far more than hers.

Hades carried her up from the bed, helped her to get dressed and while scooping into his arms he strode downstairs where a jury of men in the uniforms of ordinary bodyguards rather the original warrior armour, was waiting obediently with their gaze glued to the ground, for the duo while standing in the entrance of the lounge.

'Oh my eyes! God bless you both, master. Please keep our Lord like this Your highness, have mercy on our hardworking asses.'

Every man exclaimed with joy as if their saviour had arrived, their faces beamed while eyes almost burnt, although they didn't have the temerity to say anything about his bride, out loud but their facial features manifested their cheerfulness. 

"Count Lars!"

Hades shifted his expressions to stone faced as he called out loudly to his Count, who was more of a general, while Hestia was still in his arms in bridal style.

Hestia became flustered and definitely shocked to see her lounge occupied by Hades' men, the very thought clicked her kind that since when they were rooted there? Maybe since yesterday night, if it was true then they must have….!

She got embarrassed immediately to realize her situation, that Hades' men might have heard her screams and moans, after all her boyfriend was a beast in bed. She was draped in his arms and not to forget that the mighty lord was not known for mercy or softness!

"Hurry up! You guys will be punished if my queen had to wait more. I have matters to attend after that."

Count Lars immediately bowed while other lackeys remained kneeling onto the ground after stealing a glance at their queen, a few steps behind the Count Lars. Hades could have rip off their necks from throats for gazing at his bride, but the Lord's intention was some other, he wanted his men and kingdom to acknowledge the position of his woman!

"Yes, my lord. The portal beam is ready to lead your highness to the 'Waiting Soul Station', a few roads away from the main market."

Count Lars guided them both towards the exit of the lounge where a portal was opened, while he kept on holding Hestia in his arms and neither the lady complaint, why would she? 

After all this was her destiny, she was fated to enjoy all these luxuries along with the love of the Lord. The other side seemed very bustling as Hestia could see a few men and women working on their desks, the picture on the other side seemed like a waiting area of the train station or some airport. 

"Where are we going, my lord?"

Hestia questioned him quizzical, while her widened orbs were darted Onto his face. Her arms were wrapped around his neck, Lord Hades was smiling precisely an evil grin was gracing his lips. 

"Ha-Have a nice trip, Your highnesses."

Count Lars managed to utter his greeting as they didn't expect their Emperor, the cold statue of ruthlessness, to melt by the arrival of Queen Hestia. No one had ever imagined for Lord Hades to show soft emotions let alone melt like 'warm wax', the lackeys were in a daze like hell.

Hades was about to step into the portal before he answered the question of his wife, completely amused to see her panicked facial features. Perhaps Hestia had a hunch where her boyfriend was taking her, and to her expectations the place was no good.

"To Hell, My Queen!"

"Wait! What!? Hell, no. I'm not visiting your horrible kingdom!"

Hestia replied him while Hades gave her a radiant smile. 

"Horrible! Not at all. My realm is as normal as yours, you will love it. After all you have to visit one day, if not now."

Hades responded to her traumatic state but he was determined to take her, as his statement was true. He didn't make any eye contact to avoid her shocking stare and frozen posture, which clearly showed her distaste, sure he was uninterested.

"N-no, no Hades, listen to meeee."

Before she could resist Hades stepped into the portal and Lolita aka Hestia felt herself floating into the air as if she was stranded somewhere in the midst of galaxy that had ash red ink spread throughout the milky way. As the Lord had provided her the truth about his Realm, and what Hestia witnessed in the first glimpse was totally beyond her expectations, her predictions proved to be false.

It seemed as if the blanket of night was engulfing the whole sky, but a strange firestorm remained above the sky it neither seem to be a day exactly nor it was the dark night. To Hestia' expectations hell seemed a bit pleasant to her senses, neither there was any malodrous scent coming from corpses nor there were any lakes of blood as she had imagined since childhood and read in books. 

They were standing midst the 'Waiting Soul Station' which resembled the train stations, the ones in human Realm, residential area was nearby and the marketplace was right outside the station with the street lamps, which were lit with hell fire which never extinguished, rather using lights and lamps hung on the poles all over in the street seemed the type like those used to be in Olympia where they hold it high on a long wood before proceeding any ritual or celebrations.

The long shore of shiny black sand that had been sparkling since eons, laid with its beauty miles away from the main street but the beautiful sight could be seen through the windows of the palace. Those small white pebbles rested there as delicate gems to be seen, it was a wonder why no one ever picked them.

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