Knock knock

Dusk was nigh, and Deathbelle had only just emerged from her palace-in-progress. Rosemary’s work was top notch, and the added privacy and darkness beyond the curtain pleased her greatly. Her servant Zee had promised her pillows and brought forth gifts of lavender and roses. The Empress couldn’t deny her growing affection for her oddly marked handmaiden. Alabaster splashed form reached the top of the ravine as her sister’s call sounded from the border, Belle perked her mismatched ears and made her way towards the lake.

Her crowned head held high, Deathbelle found her way to Pandora’s beautiful form. While she had always held Pandora in high regard she never felt as close to her otherworldly sibling. Though they had both shown their unwavering support for their brother. A warm smile played over her features as she greeted the Klein princess. ”Pandora, it’s wonderful to see you here.” Belle recently announced her pregnancy to the Kleins of Ashen, and did not hide the bump of her belly.