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Deathbelle



Deathbelle

Loner

Expert Fighter (225)

Expert Healer (224)

age
Ghost
gender
Female
gems
20
size
Large
build
Emaciated
posts
1,106
player
Vail

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Promptober 2019
07-31-2019, 03:43 PM
He told her the night previous, what he felt for Zee. Belle had dwelled on the confession all night. Her pregnancy and the hormones it brought didn’t help her to rationalize any of her emotions, and it was just as raw as it had been when he’d whispered those god awful words to her. She hated it. Hated that she had allowed it to happen in the first place, hated that such a wedge had come between them. Hated that she couldn’t have her way.

Zee’s voice was suddenly at the entrance of the palace. Belle was tucked away in the darkness of her private room, glad she didn’t have to lay eyes on the woman. A low growl left her involuntarily as she was reminded again how out of control her emotions were. She was the Empress, and would not be trapped in her den because she didn’t want to lay eyes on the slave. She growled to herself and found her feet.

She took a deep breath as she paused at the oryx hide door, hesitating at the threshold as she struggled for control. Ivory tail whipped at her hips as she furrowed her brows and grit her teeth. She growled again, this time Zee was sure to have heard her. ”I don’t need your service today, Zeitgeist.” She said roughly, unsuccessful in keeping the hurt from her voice. Tears welled up in her eyes again as she let the emotion envelope her. She lowered herself to the floor and sobbed quietly in front of the door.

Deathbelle wears a rosebud tiara that is not shown in her art.