if my heart was a compass you'd be north

She could only look at Archon as she spoke, and his smile was similarly bright as he took in her carefully planned lyrics. His voice was music to her ears, echoing her own words he compared his love for her to that of god and she felt her face grow flush. She loved him even more in this moment as he gave of himself and accepted her as his own. Like they had practiced for weeks the two wolves moved as one, the Empress and the titan joined upon their sigil as husband and wife.

Her eyelids slid shut as she felt her lips press to his. No moment before this had been so perfect, her heart felt like it would beat out of her chest. She couldn’t help but smile through the kiss, and as the moment found its end Belle lifted her front limbs to hold tightly around his neck. Her husband. She couldn’t stop smiling. ”I love you, Archon.” She kissed him again, holding nothing back. Deathbelle poured herself fully into the Abraxas Lord.