expand the empire

Archon was quick to speak after her, causing the chimeric femme to lift her lip in a sneer as he spoke. She listened with half interest, though the more he went on the more he fed the flames. "Mind you, you're only among us because you fucked her." She replied with venom. She was well aware of the band he had before he joined them. But as he dared go on about Hannibal, dragging his name back into his past failures, her disgust and hatred for the fanatic grew. "Yes, you who enslaved my brother because of your pride. You who started his downfall. You who has no real backing to your words nor anything you do. Over what? A territory you hold no legal claim to because you were nothing but a powerless leader against a true alpha." She sneered at him, a cold stare fixed on him. "You disbanded what you had to follow my sisters tail, and you failed to do what my brother attempted to do."

She cared not if Belle reprimanded her for what she said. She followed Hannibal, not someone who let the slaves roam free and treated them as friends and equals. Ashen struck no fear into the hearts of others. She was not the iron paw that her father was, and she did not rule the same. Their father would be rolling in his grave. The spirits had been uneasy and disgruntled for the past events, screaming at her for it all. "And yet...here you are. Among us. As a supposed equal. Just like the slaves have been." She snarked.  "Deathbelle may trust you, or perhaps you're that good of a fuck. But you will not squander our name, you who believes in a Fallen god. Or perhaps he fell because he wasn't that powerful now, was he? Perhaps nothing more than a false god. And now our blood is stained with that of a fanatic." She wasn't outright attacking Belle, no. Her words were directed entirely at Archon. He dared insult them by speaking what he claimed to know. Had he not claimed Hannibal, then perhaps he wouldn't have been "thrown in the dirt" like he had. "Lest we forget, it was you who dragged him down and your actions that caused his downfall. I found him and nursed him back to health while you were off preaching about your false god. Do not claim false truths. You may have pulled the wool over some of their eyes, but I see clearly what you are." She hissed. "If you feel so strongly that way about us, why don't you run back home to your own family? Or perhaps they don't want you anymore." The last part was an assumption. She didn't know whether that was the case or not, though she said it as a statement with enough venom in an attempt to make it sting.

Though Belle spoke and sought to reprimand her more than Archon, she would take it with a grain of salt. It was clear where Belle stood. And it was not entirely with the family. Harbringr spoke then, though she listened quietly. And finally, when Hannibal spoke up, she was pleased to see that he had spoken up to put Archon in his place. Something that Belle seemed unwilling to do. She listened as he reprimanded the Abraxas fanatic, her sneer growing before she sat back and watched with a cold gaze. He was the true heir. And he would lead them the way it was supposed to be. The way the Kleins were supposed to rule. Her loyalty lied more with him than with Belle, of course. After all, she was a friend to the slaves and to religious nut cases. She bore mud blooded children with someone who had not proven himself in any way, and only spoke of promises and sweet nothings, she was sure. He was not one of them. He did not belong among them. To Hannibals last statements, she replied. "A takeover. A siege. A challenge. It matters not how it's done, as long as you're the rightful king wearing the crown on his head where it belongs." She stated, turning her gaze to him, softer this time.
"Can you see me?"