enjoy the flames

Deathbelle didn’t have to wonder hard about where Hannibal wished to see their relationship go, but she was grateful for his restraint. She missed him, and she missed the way he spoke to her, the adoration she could see as well as his love. Untold numbers of tragedies befell the Klein royals, but time and again the two were always reunited. Belle sought what she couldn’t have just as much as Hannibal, she could understand his frustration if he told her. He didn’t press her.

Hannibal did find her gaze, and her own mismatched ears fell to her skull as she took in the swirling emotions of his two toned gaze. She hadn’t meant to put so much weight on his shoulders, but it was already a load he had been bearing. ”Hannibal..” She offered soothingly as he sneered at himself. He wanted to be here, he should have been here during the tragedy. He apologized for not being here for her or his offspring. Belle did her best to be there for his young, but she could only do so much.

He placed his head on his paws and the Empress shifted slightly so she might place her head over the back of his shoulders comfortingly. ”I forgave you the moment I saw you return to me.” Many had come and gone, siblings, lovers, slaves.. no matter what happened Hannibal made his way back. Gently she groomed the long fur of his neck as she lay her cheek against him. ”You came back though. How many of our siblings have been taken by the wind?” Her words were soft and loving. She could always rely on Hannibal to come back.