Sing of Secret Sorrow

Thoughts of Hannibal warmed her as much as the alcohol did, as time went on and she spoke to Iolaire about him she realized that she had been holding herself back from him. She was nervous, she’d already experienced much loss in her life. His previous actions led her to doubt him, but as he regularly found her side and supported her she realized that she wanted to love him. Deathbelle wanted to give herself to him completely and share in each other’s lives. He cared for her deeply and she knew she felt the same for him. She just had to let go and submerge herself.

Thoughts of him lingered, but she focused on her once lover. Deathbelle didn’t miss the way her gaze avoided her own and she tried not to focus on the first part. She was okay, but everything wasn’t rainbows and sunshine after they left their relationship. Deathbelle did feel a bit of excitement as Io mentioned that she found someone and that they were living together now. She let her own lilac gaze fall on her green and gold eyes as Io glanced over.

Belle felt good to know that she had found someone after she was unable, she knew that she would forever love Iolaire. However much they were unable to be together, she was glad for the man’s ability to fill the place where she had been. The two of them had moved on from each other, but they had both found someone and it was mostly a relief to the Empress. She worried about Io more often than she should.

”I’m so glad you’ve found him, Io.” Her voice was sincere, there was real happiness for her dear friend. ”Do you… do you want to talk about it?” She asked quietly, inviting Iolaire to open up to her. She knew Deathbelle would never judge her, and she just wanted to be there for the dainty healer.