Hades' Cursed Luna Chapter 55 Of Laughter and Secrets

Eve~

I slept for what felt like five days. If I had Rhea, I would have been able to heal faster but now I was stuck in bed. The first ti that I had tried to get out of bed, I had fallen. I had to crawl my way back onto the bed to spare my pride. The last thing I wanted was Hades picking up and giving that look that made wish that the ground would open up and just swallow whole.

This afternoon, I was particularly drowsy. Hades had not co back, and I was glad but I knew it would not last. He would co back and have to sleep in this bed with , however large, I could not fathom the awkwardness and painfully unspoken words.

Right then, the door creaked open and my heart lurched in my chest. Then instead of dark hair, I saw blond. Kael peeped in, "Your highness," he murmured, "How are you doing?"

I found myself smiling, "Better," I lied.

"That's a relief," his expression was warm. "There is soone else here to see you."

I raised a brow, trying to calm my heart. "Who?" I asked.

Kael finally entered fully and he brought with him, soone else. Green eyes and curls of mahogany, a small fra.

"Ellie," I half gasped, half muttered. I caught myself off guard by the sudden nickna and by the way that their eyes widened, I knew that felt the sa. I managed a shaky, nervous smile. "I hope it's okay?" My voice was small.

Kael's eyes softened as he turned to Elliot. "Tell , Ellie," he said, using the nickna. "Do you like it? Cause I know I do."

The boy looked from Kael to and nodded.

"Ellie it is," Kael smiled warmly and crouched beside Elliot, his hand gently resting on the boy's shoulder. "Ellie wanted to see you because he has sothing special to give you," Kael said softly. "He's been working on it all morning."

Elliot fidgeted with the piece of paper in his hands, his eyes downcast, cheeks flushing red. Kael gave him an encouraging nudge.

Elliot finally padded towards , his steps unsure, holding out a folded piece of paper toward , his green eyes peeking up hesitantly. I reached out, my fingers brushing against the paper before I took it carefully from his small hands.

"What's this?" I asked gently, my heart warming at the shy, earnest look in his eyes.

He watched intently as I unfolded the paper. My breath caught in my throat when I saw the drawing. It was a crude, childlike depiction of , but I had a cape and was soaring through the sky like a superhero. There were little sparkles and stars surrounding , and at the bottom, Elliot had scrawled two words in ssy handwriting: Thank you.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, my heart swelling with a mixture of gratitude and an overwhelming sense of tenderness. "Elliot... this is beautiful," I said, my voice thick with emotion, and I was on the verge of crying. I reached out to ruffle his curly hair, but he ducked his head and flinched a little. The action hit , only children that were hit would flinch like that. I pushed the sinking thoughts away.

Kael grinned easily, sitting on the edge of my bed. "I think he sees you as his personal hero," he teased, leaning in to get a better look at the drawing. "And, you know, I have to agree with him. You did save the day after all."

I shook my head, though a small smile tugged at my lips. "I don't feel like much of a hero."

Kael raised a brow, his voice light and teasing. "Oh, co on now. Don't be modest. You swooped in, saved the kid, survived an explosion... I think you've earned that cape. But I think a blue cape would suit you much better. The red kinda washes you out." I knew he was just trying to make feel better.

But I couldn't help but laugh softly, the sound surprised even . Despite the ache in my body and the weight of everything that had happened, Kael's easy humour was a helping.

He winked at . "See? You're already healing. Laughter is the best dicine, after all."

I smiled, shaking my head, but I felt lighter at that mont. "I didn't know you moonlighted as a codian."

Kael put a hand dramatically to his chest. "Ah, you wound , your highness. I like to think of myself as a jack-of-all-trades. Humour, heroism, good looks... the whole package."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his exaggerated tone, but the smile on my face stayed. "I don't know if I'd call you a hero just yet. The league of heroes of which I am part would not agree."

"Hey, hey, let's not get picky. I'm clearly the unsung hero of this tale," Kael said with a playful grin. "I know Batman is keeping tabs on ."

I chuckled, as Ellie stared intently at and even tilted his head. I was growing more concerned. Children his age should be unruly and laugh a lot but his expression barely changed.

Kael's grin only widened at my chuckle. "See? I can work miracles. Batman's just waiting for to make my grand debut. Hades would have t his match."

At the ntion of his na, my smile faltered and my mode soured

Kael noticed instantly. His teasing deanour softened as he sat up straighter, concern flashing across his face. "Hey, what's wrong? Did I say sothing? Was it the bat joke?"

I forced a small smile, but it didn't reach my eyes. "No, it's just... Hades."

Kael leaned back, crossing his arms, his expression thoughtful. "Ah, the big guy. Yeah, I figured as much."

There was a long pause, the silence hanging between us. I stared at the drawing in my lap, running my fingers over the crayon lines, trying to focus on the warmth it had given earlier. But thoughts of Hades—his cold gaze, his sharp words—kept creeping in.

Kael sighed softly, then scooted closer to on the bed. "You know, Hades... he's not an easy guy to read. Trust , I've known him longer than anyone, and even I can't tell what's going on in that thick skull of his half the ti."

I snorted softly, surprising myself again. "You're his Beta, though. You know him better than anyone."

Kael gave a half-shrug. "Sure, I know him. But Hades... well, he's like a fortress. The guy's built walls so high, even I can't scale them sotis. But," he leaned in, dropping his voice conspiratorially, "I will say this: if you're stuck in his room, sharing a bed with him, that's more than just 'protection.' It might be Hades' way of showing he cares."

My cheeks heated but I raised an eyebrow. "By forcing to stay here?"

Kael grinned. "Hey, no one said the guy was romantic. If Hades has a love language, it's probably 'acts of intimidation.' But I promise you, he doesn't let people into his space unless they matter."

I wanted to roll my eyes at Kael's attempt to cheer up, but a small part of wondered if he was right. Maybe there was more to Hades' cold exterior than I realised. Maybe he did care... in his own twisted way.

"You're trying too hard to make him sound less terrifying," I muttered, though the corners of my mouth twitched.

Kael chuckled. "Well, he is terrifying. But you, my lady, terrify him right back. And that's saying sothing."

I blinked, caught off guard. "I terrify him?"

Kael nodded solemnly. "Absolutely. You challenge him. You're not afraid to stand up to him, and he's not used to that. It rattles him." He gave a cheeky smile. "Plus, you're way too beautiful for him. That's gotta ss with his head."

I blushed, flattered, but snorted again, but this ti it was a real laugh. "You're ridiculous."

"Ridiculously charming, you an." Kael winked. "But seriously, don't let him get to you. He's just trying to figure things out in his own way. And in the anti, I'll be here to remind you that you're a superhero—cape and all."

I smiled, feeling the heaviness in my chest lift just a little. Kael had a way of lightening the mood, even when things felt overwhelming. For a brief mont, the tension I'd been carrying eased, and I allowed myself to enjoy the banter, the distraction.

"Thanks, Kael," I said quietly, eting his eyes.

He gave a soft smile, his usual playfulness tempered with sincerity. "Anyti, your highness. Anyti."

"Thank you too, Ellie," I told the boy.

He looked confused but nodded all the sa. We laughed again.

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Hades~

I heard the groan of the mouse as my grip tightened on it. I watched the footage in real ti. What the hell was so funny?

He almost fucking died, tells she had wolf, no protection and now she was laughing without a care in the world? Cerberus bristled under my skin, my claws making an appearance, leaving marks on my desk.

I got up agitated. My chest was growing tighter, each ti I glanced at them on the screen. Heat filled my veins, Cerberus was ready to pounce. I need to get a leash on my emotions, why the hell was this irritating so fucking much? I pulled on my tie, loosening to get a bit more air into my lungs. What was this woman doing to ?

After that fucking kiss I could not even think straight. Her scent filled my nose. Being cold to her had not worked, not even in the slightest. The taste of her, long forgotten, had begun to linger, and even now...

I looked down at the tent in my pants. Fuck.

Soone knocked on my door.

"Enter," I growled.

The door opened and one of my security personnel entered, a sketch pad in his hand. "We are done transporting her highness's things,"

"And?" I raised a brow. "You ca to tell that?"

"It's sothing else, Your majesty," he ca forward and flipped to a page on the sketch pad open. "I thought you might want to see this. This is her highness' property."

He placed the sketch pad on the table and I was ready to dismiss it but that was until I saw it. Saw her. Those eyes, the birthmark on the side of her mouth, even the earring on her ears. I touched the sa one that now hung on my left ear. It was unmistakably her.

Danielle

The princess has never seen Danielle before. There was not a single picture of her in the tower anywhere that was located anywhere that she could see. So how had the princess drawn Danielle without having t or seen her?