I could've sworn we've met before

Deathbelle watched the pair as she explained her thought process and she didn’t miss the mixed look of admiration and envy from the man. She wore her classic Klein smirk as he agreed to her demands, but then again he had little to lose. She was allowing him into the inner sanctum of sorts. He had access to every part of the Empire from within its borders. Now what would be best to do with him was the real question.

The Empress looked to the near mute slave as he crawled towards her. If he was a good worker Belle could happily find a place for him. She wasn’t sure if Hannibal had taken Dae with him but her handmaid was curiously absent as well. She was in dire need of someone to clean the palace and massage her paws after a long night. Borias on the other hand…

”I will take Seven for my own use.” And perhaps give him her own name for him. ”Sirius,” she looked up to her massive Warlord. ”I put Borias in your care.” Her lilac gaze shifted between the two men as one decorated paw lifted to be placed on Seven’s shoulder. She gazed down at him with an inordinate amount of affection. ”Train him as one of your warriors for now. Borias report back to me weekly, we’ll speak of your training and what you’ve learned of the Empire. When Sirius and I feel you’ve proved yourself we will revisit your request.”