horrible

Fiery orange orbs were focused on everything that was happening before her, Hannibal was tooth to claw with Tyranis The pain throbs in my guts as the scene unfolds before the bronze mistress, it's deep and warm, but not in a nice way. This particular moment in time, it was going to build the foundation of tomorrow. They did not plan for it, they certainly did not dream it but it was happening whether they liked it or not. She did not know what Hannibal or Archon had in mind however she knew she was going to stand by her mate decision for a brighter tomorrow even if it felt like someone has their hands in there and are squeezing her organs.

The sensations lessened only when her gaze fell upon a familiar femme she had encountered not long ago. Aeona Klein, Hannibal's half-sister. She was not particularly fond of this woman nor did she hold any ill nature towards her either, in all honestity, she was neutral of her existence. She offered a nod in her direction as she approached to take a stand by her side and kindly point towards another of the Klein siblings she still had to be made acquainted with. A nod was given towards the other female which she learned her name was Deathbelle. Fitting for her appearance of beauty and danger.

Her gaze lingered on the two siblings for a moment more before focusing her attention towards her prior engagement. Hannibal was worthy of her complete attention since, after all, he was fighting for his family and that included both Kleins and Ithuriels now. There was a chance that this situation will be turned intotheir favor and then the Golden Goddess will make sure to stand by Hannibal right as his rightful Queen. After all they endured together and the arrival of their first litter she had no doubt that her place wa at his right wheather he won or lost the battle.