servant of the ashes

She much preferred to see smiles on her servants faces than fear or resentment. Some of her siblings beliefs clashed with her own, but she enjoyed Zee's smile. "You are welcome." Belle offered with a quick nod as she examined her pristine paws. Her own grin now shone on her features as she inspected the slave's work. She wouldnt have yellow paws ever again with this woman as her handmaid. "Excellent work." She praised her servant as her magenta gaze returned to her features.

Mismatched ears perked as Zee sought permission to speak more boldly and looked around to assure their privacy. Belle listened intently as the woman asked her if she was pregnant. Deathbelle felt her lips pull back in a grin. "I have not been able to confirm it, she started softly as she thought fondly of Archon. "But I have been trying." She offered the girl her sensitive information. Already enjoying holding onto her secret with her handmaid.