when the moon fell in love with the sun

Bourbon had been a good find, worth every bit of what she paid for him. He seemed to do well in grounding her sister, especially after the eruption. Io seemed to have taken a liking to him as well. ”Maybe I should have presented you with a puppy instead of a bracelet.” She chuckled softly, reaching forward to nuzzle her companion’s cheek affectionately. The Empress warmed as their tails intertwined and they shared each other’s warmth there underneath the changing colors of a sunset sky.

However dismal a turn their conversation took. She didn’t need to say anything to Sirius, and Belle wouldn’t begrudge her in the least. The Empress wanted to be as hands off as possible, one so Sirius could take his role more seriously and also so the rest of her family saw that he was pulling the weight all on his own. ”If you’re as good a diplomat as you are at… other things.” She nibbled at Io’s onyx ear playfully.

”Then he better hurry up and realize he wasting your potential.” He was even given an example of her cleverness. Two oxen? With just the pair of them? ”You are a clever vipress indeed.” She offered observation with a breathy chuckle. ”You weren’t fibbing when you said we wouldn’t starve.” Iolaire was removing her worries bit by bit. ”You must have some kind of magic about you, Io.” She complimented her softly, lilac gaze searching her golden green eyes.