awkward talk

Deathbelle revealed more than she had intended, but she wanted to be closer to Zee, part of that was opening up. Zee cared deeply for her, she could be vulnerable before her and know that she was safe. Her once handmaiden was sweet and gentle as she lay her head against the Empress’s shoulder and pressed lightly. She read between the lines and could see that the two of them were more than just fond of one another.

Belle felt the familiar tug of regret and leaned into Zee’s comforting embrace. She missed Io. ”The brightest flame burns out the quickest.” She said softly, trailing her claws over the ground in front of them absently. Her lilac gaze lingering there sadly. ”I love her.” She whispered, the confession very much true. She shook her head, willing herself not to shed the tears that lingered at the corner of her eyes. ”But we aren’t meant to be.”