The Story Of Zagreus

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"Brother, your son is very quiet, did you raise him to be afraid of speaking?" Zeus laughed. Hades looked over at his son, who was still silent and his face a bright red. "Perhaps he is too warm," Hades suggested. He went over to ask him. "Son," he began, "is it too warm for you up here? We can leave if you want." "No father, I'm fine. Please, if I may, I wish to continue with this meal," Zagreus answered. Hades nodded and returned to his seat.

"Something is wrong, Zeus. He is never like this," Hades said, concerned. "Hades, you may take him back to the underworld if you want. Perhaps he is ill," Zeus suggested. "I do not think that is the problem," Hades said. "He has the same look I had when I first saw Persephone." "You don't think he's in love do you? He talked to Aphrodite earlier. Perhaps it is her whom he loves." Hades was concerned at this statement. Zagreus was far too young for her in his opinion.

"Dionysus, I think I'm getting too hot," Zagreus slurred out, clearly drunk. Dionysus giggled, "You aren't able to hold your wine it seems." Zagreus didn't hear him, he swayed in his seat and collapsed onto Dionysus. "My gods!" Dionysus exclaimed, "Zagreus has fainted!" Hades leaped from his chair to his unconscious son. "What happened!?" he yelled. "H-he just had too much to drink," Dionysus stuttered in a panic as an angry Hades looked him in the eyes. "Well at least I have someone to blame," Hades said dismissively, picking up Zagreus and heading over to the very scared Persephone.

"Is he ok!?" Persephone yelled. "According to Dionysus, he had to much to drink," Hades said, glaring at Dionysus. "We have to get him home," said Persephone returning to the chariot they had arrived in. Hades set Zagreus down in the cart and rode off to Hades