lavish luxurious love

Hannibal waited with nerves traveling through his form. Pale eyes trained upon the inky babe to his side with curiosity. He took note of the odd scar on the front of one of her legs as well as the elegance that seemingly poured from her. Daedra did not have the pathetic air to her that Eulogy had. It was a dutiful submission rather then one of pitiful meekness. Hannibal anticipated the meeting of the Empress and the exotic fae in hopes that they would get along. Not only would Daedra need to please Deathbelle but she would need to be dependable beyond measure. No one would likely surpass Zee but he hoped the new gal could would be a close second.

The floral scent of his lover wafted into the room with ease. Sharp eyes flicked to the illustrious Empress with a flash of familiar hunger. The primal male stood to greet Belle with a nuzzle before a smirk swept across his mischievous lips. "I promised a proper showering of luxuries, my flower." Eyes flicked to Daedra with a small flick of his nose, "This is Daedra. She is to be your personal handmaiden on a probational basis, if you approve."