servant of the ashes

The girl was quick to do as she was told and moved forward as Belle wished her to. The woman showed her subservience in a low bow as she took in the tiny grotto. Deathbelle smiled at the compliment. As well as a shortened version of her name. The Empress glanced at her appreciatively. ”It is starting to look more like a royal palace.” She mused good naturedly. ”And Zee it is. I hoped you had something shorter.” Belle chuckled as the slave was the one to ask about her duties.

”I was going to ask your opinion on my den, but I also am in need of a paw wash.” She offered with a smile and on offering of her decorated paw so she might prove her point. Algae stained her paws, claws, and the delicate white fur on her toes. ”I have a sponge, and the stream is right here. I’ll also need a bit of rose and lavender.” She had been a loner for too long, the Empress had gone and forgotten what it was like to be royalty. It wasn't taking too long to settle back into a luxurious lifestyle.