The right thing for the wrong reasons

Belle had been missing her vessel. She appreciated his presence, his huge form and almost constant companionship soothed her stress and helped her relax during the pregnancy. She was also selfish as Lucretia might have secretly thought, and indeed wanted Sirius all to herself. He’d pledged himself to her over and over again, and her trust in him was second to none. Only death had kept him from her. As his voice rang out over Ashen Belle was quick to receive him.

She was starting to notice that she was slowing. The added weight was harder on her light frame. Still, she powered through, refusing to allow it to affect her yet. When her giant vessel came into view she realized why Luce had been called. The man he’d brought was injured, and Belle began to realize what exactly Seer intended.

”Sirius, who is this?” She asked sweetly, vivid magenta gaze taking in her new pet. Wait. She knew this man. ”Oh wait, it’s my little story teller.” She realized as she got a better look at him. She recognized his beautiful almost Klein like markings. ”I don’t believe I ever got your name though, dear.” She continued, looking down her beautifully sculpted nose at his sad form.