all we ever knew
hannibelle
07-14-2019, 05:44 PM
Her Hand lowered himself comfortably beside her and the Empress didn’t hesitate to reach out and offer him an affectionate nudge to his cheek. Which was the wrong move and she felt herself take on another onslaught of dizzy nausea. She recovered somewhat quickly, well enough to take in the compliment that would have been better appreciated if she were feeling better. ”Thank you, Hannibal.” Her words were soft as she returned her magenta gaze to his handsome face. ”Mother of gods.” Deathbelled mused pleasantly. ”I am enjoying it mostly, except for this being sick.” She pushed herself to far as she spoke and turned her head as she gagged dangerously.
Nothing was brought forth and she recovered, turning her attention back to her Hand as he offered the need to discuss important matters. Her stomach dropped as he spoke to her, though she tried her best to hide her reaction her white ears grew visibly more red in the fading sunlight. She couldn’t react, because this was exactly as Belle had done to him. She used the sudden nausea as an excuse to look away from him. Hannibal would be in the arms of Archon’s sister Circe. While she couldn’t deny the sound reasoning, what if Hannibal strayed down the same path she sought.
Belle recovered and returned her purple gaze to his bicolored eyes. He spoke bluntly, but at length of their plans, intentions, and the expected results. Abraxas and Klein further united by ties of blood. The stark way he spoke of Circe soothed her only slightly, her attempt to keep everything business like had failed. Maybe she had ought to warn her brother.
”I am not displeased.” she started, her gut reaction fading. He spoke of duty, and she knew very well it was a worthy endeavor despite her feelings. Her feelings didn’t matter much though, duty trumped feelings and emotions. A lesson that hurt more than anything else.. The Empress banished Seer from her thoughts and returned to Hannibal. ”Though it pains me to think of you with her, I can’t deny the benefits of your children also flourishing within Ashen.” She hadn’t been able to spend as much time with her niece, but she planned to have some herb gathering or lessons with her soon.
Nothing was brought forth and she recovered, turning her attention back to her Hand as he offered the need to discuss important matters. Her stomach dropped as he spoke to her, though she tried her best to hide her reaction her white ears grew visibly more red in the fading sunlight. She couldn’t react, because this was exactly as Belle had done to him. She used the sudden nausea as an excuse to look away from him. Hannibal would be in the arms of Archon’s sister Circe. While she couldn’t deny the sound reasoning, what if Hannibal strayed down the same path she sought.
Belle recovered and returned her purple gaze to his bicolored eyes. He spoke bluntly, but at length of their plans, intentions, and the expected results. Abraxas and Klein further united by ties of blood. The stark way he spoke of Circe soothed her only slightly, her attempt to keep everything business like had failed. Maybe she had ought to warn her brother.
”I am not displeased.” she started, her gut reaction fading. He spoke of duty, and she knew very well it was a worthy endeavor despite her feelings. Her feelings didn’t matter much though, duty trumped feelings and emotions. A lesson that hurt more than anything else.. The Empress banished Seer from her thoughts and returned to Hannibal. ”Though it pains me to think of you with her, I can’t deny the benefits of your children also flourishing within Ashen.” She hadn’t been able to spend as much time with her niece, but she planned to have some herb gathering or lessons with her soon.
Deathbelle wears a rosebud tiara that is not shown in her art.