Wails of the dead

“She strikes me as capable” Sirius said as Zee pointed out that it was a lot to ask of the girl. When she also asked who would keep her safe, the Warlord sighed. That was always a stickler for him, so of course Zee mentioned it. He would always keep those he claimed safe. That was what he strove for in life. He wriggled uncomfortably, still bathed in sweat from his nightmare, and unhappy to give up his dream of taking Zee on a honeymoon.

He grumbled quietly, and tucked his head into Zee’s coat. “I want to give you everything you ask for” he said quietly to his Queen. If it wasn’t for mother nature getting in the way, as well as responsibilities they owed and whatever else cropped up.