He walked beside her, a step behind her, in his faithful position as her guard. This was where he belonged most in the world, and he never grew bored or restless when he was at her side. It was only as he realised just how.. Loved, she was, from other men, that it became harder and harder. He couldn’t blame any of them, his Empress was the most beautiful wolf in the world, and she could seek any pleasure she desired. It just hurt him in the doing, and what did it matter if a lonely slave was hurting?
He pushed his dejected thoughts aside, knowing that by denying her, he was also removing himself as competition, and leaving her open for others. This was his fault, and he had no one to blame but himself.
‘Of course, Your Imperial Majesty” he agreed softly as she explained her wish to clarify. He fell silent after that, letting her fill the air with her words and desires. A shock ran through him at her words, and he faulted for a moment. He had known the rank she had given him was loftier then he desires, but he hadn’t thought… somehow he had failed to grasp the implications.
“You will always be my first priority Deathbelle, above and beyond all else. I would be lost, if I was not your faithful vessel” he whispered softly, wondering if she would hear the worry and confusion in his voice. He didn’t know how to be anything else then what he already was.
“What would you wish me to do as a Samurai, Empress? And what of the Klein, how am I to respond to them?” he wanted to be utterly clear. Was she trying to free him as a slave? Well, she had said ne no longer was one, but it was still difficult to fathom, but.. oh
He came to a halt. “Deathbelle?” he asked softly. “Are you freeing my bond as a slave for what we discussed the other night?” But.. Hannibal, and Achon.. Surely she didn’t mean to give any of that up. Perhaps she was just giving him this gift as her childhood friend. The problem was, he didn’t want anything more then he already was, he didn’t want anything but her. It was easier to be a slave, then a man with a broken heart.
What she said about Zee would have to be addressed in a moment, but this had to come first.
"Speech"
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