Hades had only one destination in mind… to the lair of his niece; Aphrodite, the goddess of love. He had entered a deal to destroy the deviated being, Santa Claus' workshop only if the sword will be relinquished to him for his own purposes but it had merely been deceit for the weaver had no idea where the sword was and according to Athena, it was safely hidden by the goddess of love who considered it an object of beauty.
His rage knew no bounds as he neared her gates; he was led in by the guards and taken to the council hall where Aphrodite sat and was waiting for him
"Uncle, I wonder what brings you to my establishment. I hope it is not a matter of urgency" Aphrodite's voice rang out as Hades approached. He was her least favorite uncle and she always was cautious anytime they had dealings together. She wondered exactly why he was here and so early in the morn' to see her. It must be something of great urgency because he usually just summoned to his own lair of darkness