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The Empress found herself lingering by the shrine quite often, though not as much as of late because of all the work needed to be put into the palace. There were bridges to be built and specifications to uphold. Whenever she needed to clear her mind from it all she retreated here. Here or to Hannibal’s strong embrace. Belle wondered if she scared him off with her behavior after twisting her ankle so she found solace at the shrine. She was still, her limbs and tail curled up against her body as she meditated near the pool.

Her polar bear cape was draped over her head and shoulders, hiding her form against the pale bark of the trees. She tried to calm her quick paced mind and find some peace in the chaos around her. The sound of heavy foot falls caused her lilac gaze to open and find the form of her son. He seemed to believe he was alone as he paced softly with quickened breath.

Deathbelle ceased her musing and found her feet before slowly approaching the prince. ”Plague.” Her voice was warm as she came to a halt before offering her affection. After having so much trouble with Pestilence she hoped he would welcome her.