ecclesia

For too long the pair of them locked oposing gazes. Her bright royal purple eyes glinted in the brightness of the moon. The snow white of her fur reflected the celestial light brilliantly and the two of them echoed each other. Before Deathbelle could part her lips to end the silence her name was on the air. She hardened her gaze, still unsure if approaching had been the correct choice.

”You look good.”

The statement startled her slightly, she had become unused to his blunt way of speaking. The princess smoothed herself, again feeling apprehension at direct conflict. She blinked, and saw Ana’s sweet face, and knew she had to start making amends. Swallowing her pride might be the hardest part of coming to peace with Roman.. and their sister’s spirit.

”Roman Umbra,” She used his first two names in a much more formal manner than was necessary. This was the part she fell back into easily, speaking overly-proper because Roman couldn’t speak at all. ”Your appearance is pleasing, as well.” She echoed, he did look better than when she had left. Not that he had been near his best at that point. Belle felt her ears fall to her skull. She felt the need to fix things between them, but she couldn’t begin to imagine how.

The Klein princess tried to hide behind her icy exterior, but it was near impossible with her litter mate. She couldn’t help but let the turmoil within slip over her features.