Record of Ragnarok Hades x Reader

Tomorrow came and went, though you had yet to rise from your bedchambers.

In your current state of weakness, your immune system went into overdrive sending you into a deep resting state.

During the recuperation, your conscious drifted in and out of strange vivid dreams.

A light sweat coated your forehead later to be followed by the cool sensation of a damp cloth being placed over it.

Remnant moments in time, your eyes would flit open only to instantaneously drift back in your slumber.

 You often saw that you were alone in the dark room, while other times, the seat beside you were occupied by the ruler himself.

He were keeping his watch over you.

The company was oddly peaceful. He had a way of both dispelling your fears and causing them. Even so, you knew it were his intent to keep you alive and allowed for your defences to lower.

It brought comfort just knowing someone were seeing to your recovery even if he were a stranger.

Naturally you would have preferred someone familiar, but slowly he seemed to be filling that void.

You'd never been this debilitated before.

You wondered if this is how Persephone felt all those times you'd inadvertently put her in such weakened states..

In your tired delirium you felt your mind not only drifting toward your sister, but also toward the King whom let you freely walk through his Kingdom.

You felt a curious draw toward him and his mysterious natures.

He only patiently kept to his books while keeping a watchful eye over you..

And in your moments of deepest slumber, he'd allow for the candles to blow out.

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You weren't quite aware how much time had passed.

In the end, you regained enough energy to rise from your worn down state.

The room were quiet and dark and you saw that you were alone. Was it the middle of the night? Was it morning? You could not tell. 

As you began to shift, one of the candles lit allowing you to see the room a bit clearer.

You glanced to the nearby chair and wondered if you had only imagined Hades' presence there. Your dreams had a strange way of tricking you in this place. 

After what happened on your first night, you learned not to let them cloud your senses too much.

Stiffly you sat up feeling a slight wave of queasiness as a result.

You didn't want for it to stop you leaving this room though and pushed yourself to keep trying.

Judging by your rigidness you could tell you had been out for some time.