awkward talk

Deathbelle was indeed the Empress, but she had given away her chance to be with the one she truly loved to the woman who held her tightly, and questioned her decision to let Iolaire free as well. Seer was the first one to claim her heart, but he had rebuked her time and time again. Archon had been her heart’s desire, but after she had claimed him he was stolen away. Zee tried to convince her that she shouldn’t be afraid to follow her happiness.

The Empress pushed her features deeper into Zee’s fur, she couldn’t understand. She hadn’t been there when Archon was swallowed by the volcano. She couldn’t know the blatant warning mother nature, or god, or fate had given her. Losing Io like this was easier, she didn’t think she would recover if the dainty woman was killed after Belle allowed herself to indulge in her selfish needs. Iolaire was on the same page that she was, their relationship was beautiful but both women knew it wouldn’t last. If they continued on their path it would only lead to more pain.

”It’s better this way.” She said simply, knowing that the right decision had been made. Io wanted her to give Hannibal his chance, and despite how much it hurt to release the Armada healer she knew it was the right course. Her brother was a changed man, and he was eager to help ease her hurt. ”Ashen will be stronger for the sacrifice.” Though it hurt Belle knew it was true.