the place below hell

She was the most powerful woman in Boreas, and the feeling of being possessedexcited her. Hannibal held onto her gently, the feeling of his affectionate squeeze brought warmth to her heart. Deathbelle offered herself up to him wholly, and the results of that were curled tightly at her belly. She made him a real father this time, they would be together in raising this litter. She couldn’t imagine losing him like she had Archon.

Time seemed to stop as the new little family lay in privacy. These moments would be some that were brought up in times of conflict, a moment of hope and happiness to look back on when things got difficult. With the energy of her two boys things would certainly get difficult. Hannibal answered softly, pride in his words and pride in his heart for the tiny beams beneath his gaze.

”Tired. Forever tired.” She told him in a soft sigh as she wrapped her head around his neck and closed her eyes blissfully. ”They have quite the road in front of them.” Like her father before she had litters from two different parents. Part of her still mourned the fact that this was not Archon beside her, celebrating their second batch. The other part of her was grateful to have recovered from the loss of such a dream. She had the support of one that loved her, and they proved that life went on after loss.