ardent

'Cause I've been by myself all night long Hoping you're someone I used to know

Belle



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

An icon representing the specialty Bloodletter Bloodletter

age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,227

LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
08-06-2019, 02:53 PM


A few days had passed since the conference between the Empress and her vessels. He hated to feel the gap between them, and wished for the easy friendship of childhood, before puberty had brought changes to their dynamic. Just the two of them, playing in the gardens of the Empire, playing at being a Princess and a Knight. He would always cherish those memories of his youth, and knew that he was lucky beyond compare that he had been given to the Empress.

Now, he had broken her heart, and was paying by the cost of their friendship. He hoped this wound would heal, but he was not certain. She had shed many tears for him, more then he deserved.

Her loyal protector made his way to her, seating himself outside her door, looking up to the dark sky, and waiting for Deathbelle to awaken for the day. He was accustomed to quiet times of waiting, and would sit there for as long as needed.

"Belle""Seer"