Morning Sickness
Deathbelle
07-19-2019, 06:26 PM
Zee growled quietly as Deathbelle spoke of the man who'd rejected her, ears flattening slightly against her skull. "Then he is stupid, and frankly does not deserve you." She gave an indignant huff, frustrated that anyone would dare turn down her beloved mistress. "But Empress your family should be no excuse. I don't care who your family thinks they are - you are Deathbelle Ravage Klein, Empress of Ashes. You may not have been back then, but you are now and damnit there is no reason you should live by your families stupid rules if they do not make you happy." It felt good to get some of the frustration she held over the other Klein masters out, and she hoped her Empress would not disapprove. It felt like an intimate enough talk that perhaps Deathbelle could let a little bit of disrespect slide, though so far she'd not ordered any punishment that Zee was aware of. She was so much kinder then the others. Zee sighed, the fierceness of her anger on behalf of Deathbelle becoming exhausting. She pulled herself slowly to her feet, turning to watch her sick Mistress with sad eyes. "With your permission I'd like to see Lucretia, perhaps she'll have some herbs I can keep with me for the next time your babies are causing trouble in there." A small smile touched her lips. "Speech" "Thinking" "You." |