Captured into Love

Eliza
Let’s just say I did NOT appreciate being captured by the child of Hades at all, and that was putting it lightly. I DESPISED being captured by the child of Hades. Okay. Let me get the formal things over with so I can get started writing the real story
My name’s Eliza Ann Jackson. I’m twenty years old. I’m a normal demigod as far as standards go. Well, I WAS a normal demigod. Until I was brought to the Underworld to be the wife of that scoundrel Nico DiAngelo, and, therefore, princess of the Underworld.
What is it with all these Underworld men? Why must they always kidnap the women they want to be their wives, and drag them to the Underworld? Why? They might could actually get a girl if they came up here in the sun instead of dragging girls down there! Er.. here. Okay. Sigh. I suppose I should tell my story.
Before I was dragged to the Underworld, I was a normal demigod (key word being WAS). This part of my story starts out in the woods at Camp Half-Blood on a normal, sunny day.
I was walking alone in the woods thinking to myself while keeping an eye out for monsters. It had been an abnormally quiet day, so I should have suspected something, but I just figured that I was being given some down time, but, of course, that NEVER happens.
Ahem. Anyways. I was walking in the woods, when someone grabbed my wrist and dragged me into the shadows. You would have thought that I stabbed the arm, but no. The situation took me completely by surprise, and I didn’t even touch my katana’s handle.
The next thing I knew,, the shadows enveloped me. It was an experience beyond words, and not in a good way. All the air was sucked out of my body. Spots of light danced across my vision. The blackness spun, and my mind blanked.
I woke up coughing and spluttering. The room I was in now was only slightly brighter than the tunnel of darkness. My eyes fluttered open. I was laying on my side on a black stone floor. I slowly sat up taking in my surroundings as my eyes adjusted to the dim light. The floors were made from obsidian. The walls were aquamarine, peridot, and white sapphire making it look like a stained glass image of the sea.
“Do you like it?” a voice behind me asked. I whirled around, quickly standing up and dusting myself off. My eyes focused to the darkness to reveal a shadowy figure, dark hair and brown eyes.
“Nico!” I said, wobbling a bit. “Thank goodness! Where is this place? How did I get here? Why am I here?” My knees buckled and I started to fall. Nico rushed to my side. He slipped his arm around my waist leaning me against him. Normally, if anyone tried that I would pull away, but, if I did now, I would fall.
“One question at a time, please.” he requested as he gently helped me sit down on a four poster bed that was pushed up against the wall. He sat down next to me keeping his arm around my waist to keep me from falling. “Now, what would you like to know first?”
“Where is this place?” I asked.
“Welcome to the Underworld.” Nico replied.
“How did I get here?”
“I brought you here through shadow travel.”
“Why?”
At first, Nico didn’t reply. He twisted his skull ring on his finger, looking down.
“Why did you bring me here, Nico?” I repeated.
“Look, it wasn’t really my idea. It was Dad’s. He told me I had to bring a girl down here. He told me I needed a princess. He told me I could choose, but I had to have the girl down here in five days. I had to win her heart and marry to her within six months. Dad told me that if I hadn’t gotten a girl down here in five days, that he would choose the girl, and we would be married immediately. I knew I didn’t want that to happen. Dad would base his judgement on looks, not on personality. I didn’t want to end up with some girl who thought I was a piece of garbage, so I knew I had to make a choice. I’ve had my eye on you for some time. I always tried to get enough courage to talk to you, but I couldn’t find the words to say. When father told me about finding a princess, well, I figured you would be one of the only girls that would accept me for who I was and so I brought you here.”
This all took a minute for me to process. Princess? Of the Underworld? Me? With Nico? I didn't know whether to be flattered, or scared. I started to fall over, even though I was sitting.
“It’s a lot to take in,” Nico sighed. “I’ll come back later, Eliza, I just want you to know, I’m so sorry.”
“Wait!” I said “If I say no will I be able to go back home?”
“I dont know,” he admitted. “I don’t think my father will allow it.”
I sighed. So, whether I wanted to or not, I was stuck here, but I was too tired to think about that now. I lied down and drifted off into a restless sleep.

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