when can i see you again

Io listened intently. The pair shared touches and caresses as the woman above her spoke. As she knew it would, the tale turned dark. The small woman could see the pain in those lavender eyes and almost regretted asking for her tale. As she spoke of losing her family and then Sirius, Iolaire adjusted her position again, slipping one arm beneath Belle's body. She pulled her close, offering what comfort she could.

Belle spoke of Archon and Iolaire finally had a name to put with a place. Deathbelle had spoken of not desecrating the area where she had taken her vows previously and Io imagined that she meant her vows with her husband, Archon. She continued, speaking of famine and then the volcanic eruption. Iolaire gave her lover a squeeze, sliding her head beneath the woman's chin. Her voice was a soft whisper as they were so close. "The bad times in our lives make the good times all the better." It was something that she'd had to cling to during her life. If you got past the bad times, the good times would rise and you'd appreciate everything that you had even more than before.

Pulling back, she flicked her tongue over Belle's lower lip. "And this silly volcano won't beat us. Everything will be okay." She was working towards making that happen. No one would starve at least. Between her skills and the skills of Deathbelle's healer, no one would be ill or injured for long. Iolaire was surprisingly optimistic. She even surprised herself with it. The diminutive dame was a strong believer in fate. What would happen would happen. If something was meant to be, then it would be.