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Plague stepped forward to nuzzle into her embrace and despite how emotionless his features were a mother could feel her son’s love. Of course her growing child couldn’t hold onto her for too long and her tall son stepped back to capture her gaze in his own. She was always astonished at her boy’s eyes, it was like staring into Archon’s once again.

The pair of them settled near the shrine’s edge, Deathbelle folding her paws beneath her as she leaned against Plague’s side. The Empress found her gaze drawn to the luminous water, but as he spoke she looked back to her son. She hadn’t been near as subtle as she thought if her own child questioned the relationship since their return after her sprained limb. Did she lie or admit the truth? Hannibal asked to court her and their relationship took its natural next steps. There were no words of commitment yet.

”All but officially.” She answered softly, though she loved Hannibal she’d never forget Plague’s father. ”Are you upset?” She followed up, having planned on waiting a little bit longer before publicly revealing the heights her relationship with him had reached.