Hades' Cursed Luna novel Chapter 470

Chapter 470: Field Of Flowers

Hades

"This isn’t possible," Eve whispered.

"No," I said quietly. "It shouldn’t be."

The road beneath us had changed—no longer cracked pavement but smooth stone, polished by time or care. The trees that had pressed so close before now stood back at a respectful distance, their branches arching overhead to form a natural cathedral.

The field stretched on for what felt like miles, though I knew it couldn’t be. Each section seemed to hold different flowers, different colors, as if someone had taken every beautiful thing in the world and planted it here in defiance of nature itself.

"Cain did this?" Eve asked.

Before I could answer, the car slowed. Through the windshield, I saw her.

Sophie

The child was dressed simply—a white dress that seemed to glow against the riot of colors around her—and she was staring directly at our approaching car with an expression I couldn’t quite read. Not quite sadness. Not quite joy. Something in between. Something ancient in a face too young to hold it.

The chauffeur stopped the car. The engine’s rumble seemed obscenely loud in this place of hushed reverence.

Freddie opened his door, the sound of it closing behind him sharp as a gunshot. He came around to open mine, then Eve’s, his movements precise despite the sweat still beading his brow.

I stepped out, and the moment my feet touched the ground, I felt it. A pulse. Like a heartbeat, but not mine nor Eve’s. It was a serene utopia, a cut out from a different world that seemed to breath on its own.

Eve moved to stand beside me, and I heard her sharp intake of breath. She felt it too.

Sophie walked toward us. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"You came," she said simply.

"You came?" I asked, chuckling a bit before picking her up. I thought she would stay in the tower.

She nodded, her small hand gesturing to the field around us. "I want visit mami, and you can’t see the tunnels without seeing Mami’s garden first."

*Mami’s garden.*

The words from last night, spoken in half-sleep.

"Your father built this?" Eve asked gently, crouching down to Sophie’s level.

Sophie’s expression flickered—something complicated passing over her young face. "Papa built it for the tunnels. To hide them. To protect them." She turned, looking out over the impossible field. "He planted the first flowers with mami, around the entrance, years and years ago. And then it grew. It kept growing and growing after went to the moon, and he kept caring for them. He brought workers here, people he trusted, to help make it beautiful. For me. So I’d have somewhere beautiful to visit."

She looked back at us, and I saw tears gathering in her eyes.

"But really, it grows because of her. Because of Mami."

The air seemed to hold its breath.

"The climate here," I said slowly, looking at the tropical orchids blooming next to arctic roses, "shouldn’t allow this."

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