expecting great things

The pair of them were generally quiet about the future, but both of them would timidly hope for the day that they would step up and become parents together. Deathbelle was beyond proud of her first brood, but knowing the two of them would create pure examples of the Klein name brought her elation. They were perfect examples of their lineage, and combining those qualities like the days of old would bring about a revolution to their family that had been waiting for years to blossom.

Deathbelle’s grin only widened as Hannibal appeared in the doorway of the palace. She returned his smirk and reached up lovingly as he made his way beside her. She offered him a loving kiss to his pink lips before her vivid violet stare found his dual toned gaze. ”As you can see, Daedra has been keeping good care of me.” She chuckled and pressed the top of her head beneath his chin. Her gaze slid closed in bliss as she breathed in his masculine scent and enjoyed his simple presence.

”I have something to tell you.” Deathbelle muttered softly as she reluctantly pulled herself away from him to meet one pink and one ice blue eye. She couldn’t wipe the grin from her face or the excitement from her heart. ”I’m pregnant, Hannibal.”