Chapter Three-Hundred-and-Forty-Six
3rd Person POV
Princess Eris had chosen the judgement of the horns of hell over that of Hades. The judgement was simple; she would have to undergo her thousand years of punishment after which she would be stripped of her powers.
“You will be reborn as a human with no powers because you have abused your mortality. After that, your actions as a human would be judged. If you do not change your ways, then your soul will be extinguished forever.”
Eris took the punishment gracefully. She knew that if it was up to Hades she would be given no chance at all.
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“I didn't know I would get the chance to see you again,” remarked Hades when he saw Regina. He knew that she hated coming to the underworld so he knew she must have come for a very important reason.
“Don’t worry, you shall see more of me going forward,” said Regina. She had come to invite Hades personally to her wedding. When she told him the news, he responded with, “About time.”
“What's that supposed to mean?” asked Regina.
“I always knew you two would end up together, you loved each other,” said Hades.
“I want to ask for a favour,” said Regina.
“Done,” he replied without waiting to listen to what it was she wanted.
“Done? You don't even know what I want to ask you.”
“You want your father to be present at your wedding, is it not?”
“Yes, you can make that happen?” she asked.
“If he is willing, I will make it happen,” returned Hades.
“You say that like there is a catch. What happens if he is willing to attend my wedding?” asked Regina. She knew there was something that Hades was hiding about this, something that if he told her she may drop the favour.
“Nothing,” replied Hades in a singular breath but Regina was not pleased. She knew that there had to be a catch and she needed to know what it was.
“You are lying,” she accused him.
He shrugged his shoulders and said, “prove it.”
Meanwhile, Dagen had followed Regina to the underworld in order to ask her father for her hand in marriage.
“Isn't it a little late for that?” quipped Roland after listening to Dagen's request.
“Late you say, sir?”
“I hear that my granddaughter is already married and my grandson will make me a great grandfather very soon. Besides, you have already tied the knot with my daughter once, why do you need permission for what you have already done?” asked Roland.
This was proving to be harder than Dagen thought. Regina had told him that her father had encouraged her to reconcile with him and give love a chance so he had assumed that Roland would say yes to his request.
But the old man was determined to make things difficult for Dagen. He had known all about Regina's suffering at the beginning and the reasons she had to run away and so in a way, this was his revenge.
“When I first married her I was not aware of…”
“Did you have to be aware that she had parents for you to treat her right? What was it again? You wanted a sex slave and a child-producing machine, well, I never gave my consent to that because my daughter is none of those things,” interjected Roland strongly.
“I want to do right by your daughter this time, sir and I can assure you I intend to love her wholeheartedly through the rest of my life,” Dagen assured in a persuasive tone.
“If you ever mistreat her you are dead,” said Roland. Dagen nodded, he understood Roland very clearly and since he had no evil intentions for Regina this time around he meant everything he had said to Roland. He could not undo what he had done in the past but he was going to spend the rest of his life making it up to Regina.
“I will never mistreat her, sir. You have my word,” said Dagen.
“Then you have my permission to marry my daughter,” said Roland.
“I am honoured sir,” replied Dagen with a smile.
There was a knock at the door just then. Dagen went to the door to check who the caller was, it turned out to be his wife-to-be.
“Regina?”
“You're here, is my father in?”
“Come in!” voiced Roland so his daughter could hear him.
She entered the house with a radiant smile and hugged her father. When she pulled away she looked at her father and said, “What did you give away to be able to attend my wedding?”
The way the corners of his lips crinkled downwards showed her that she had been right.
“I gave nothing away, I just want to be there for my princess,” he said with a smile.
“You are well informed even though you live here,” observed Regina.
“I'm always watching over my Princess,” he replied with a smile.
“You struck a deal, didn't you?” asked Regina.
“Are you finally leaving? You're going to die once you see me get married, won't you?” there were tears in the corner of her eyes. It had not taken long for her to figure it out.
“Don't cry, princess. You wanted me to go to my rest the last time, remember? You are right, my soul is weary,” he hugged his daughter who had begun to cry profusely.
Dagen just watched them, he knew he could not comfort Regina in this state.
“It's going to be alright, Princess. I promise,” Roland said in a soothing voice over and over again as he patted her back in an effort to calm her down.
It took hours before Regina could stop crying.
“How long do you have?” she asked him when she had stopped crying.
“I have a month once I step foot on earth,” came his response.
“You really don't have to…”
“Shhh! I am going to attend your wedding.”
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