King of the Underworld | Hades

I, Persephone Rose, have gotten myself in what the mortals would say a “sticky situation”. Ok ending up at the Nightshade club owned by the very man I’ve been sheltered from my whole life isn’t exactly what I planned. But the chance to impress the higher ups in the company was much too enticing. And now I was in a pretty little dress looking “oh so fine” in the middle of the Nightshade trying to get something on Hades, the god of the dead. Anything to put into my story. He was so elusive and mysterious that not many people knew what he did. This could be a huge scoop! Working undercover wasn’t my initial plan but it worked as no one seemed to pay any mind to me; outside of the occasional cat call and lustful gaze shot my way. Suddenly a man crashed into me. I look up and he looks down at me before pointing to the stairs leading upstairs. “The password is: υπηρέτης.” He said gruffly before walking away. I was frozen for a second before slowly walking to the stairs. Rumours have it that people get chosen from the crowd to go up to the VIP suite and that it’s hard to get in let alone given a password. I took a deep breathe before walking up to the guards by the stairs and saying as confidently as possible “υπηρέτης”. (Translated to: Servant in Greek)