i seek to cure what's deep inside

Eventually the moment had to end and eventually the two of them returned to the Empire and all of its responsibilities that remained for them. Deathbelle returned to the palace after a few week stay with Sirius and Zee, helping them to find their new normal. Giving them the basic lessons about child rearing. Throughout it all the Empress had missed having Hannibal at her side, missed seeing his face, and being in his strong arms.

The Warlord’s children made her realize how much she wanted to fill the den once more with tiny children of her own. The Empire needed to continue to expand, but more selfishly the woman wanted to be a mother to those tiny innocent infants again. Her firstborn were almost yearlings and ready to be sent out into the world. Lucretia’s brood needed cousins their age to play with, the same for her Warlord’s children. She easily convinced herself of her desires, but what about her other half?

Deathbelle decided she could not live without Hannibal, and knew that she wanted him to move into the Palace with her. She wanted him close to her, to share in her life, to produce more Kleins. Always getting ahead of herself they had much to speak of before making any commitment past their nights together. For now she just wanted his company, to destress and to relax in Hannibal’s arms.

Her ivory splashed frame slipped through the grand entrance to make her way into the living quarters of the cavernous mountain. After a bit of furnishing the once musty cave was cozy and warm. With a heavy sigh the Empress collapsed into the bed of plush furs, the scent of lavender surrounded her. She yearned for a handmaiden again, but more than that willed her Daimyo’s presence beside her.