learning your place
seven
07-19-2020, 04:21 PM
Seven was attentive, she had all of his attention and he seemed to comprehend everything she said. Deathbelle had quite a bit of hope for her new subject, he really did have an incredible amount of potential. To her pleasant surprise he enunciated her suggestion perfectly. ‘Highness’ seemed to be the winner, she wouldn’t complain though she wouldn’t stop working with him either. Or perhaps he’d be better off with Venom teaching him, the girl didn’t already have enough on her plate Deathbelle was sure. More to keep her occupied and out of trouble.
”Good boy.” She told him with a grin before turning her attention to the path and returning to the palace. She set a decent pace, but the boy was able to keep up and knew his place behind her. She was mostly silent as they walked, Deathbelle’s mind touching on what she might call him when they arrived. ”Alright, daily duties.” She started as she led them through the threshold. ”Clean the floors, fluff and clean the furs.” Deathbelle gestured to the piles of furs that lined the main hall. ”Empty the hearth.” She turned her nose to the fire pit at the center of the large cavern. It would get less use as the weather warmed, but she preferred it clean.
”Most importantly,” the Empress flopped onto one of the biggest piles of fur. ”I need you to massage and clean my paws.” She stretched out her dainty feet in front of her for easy access.
”Good boy.” She told him with a grin before turning her attention to the path and returning to the palace. She set a decent pace, but the boy was able to keep up and knew his place behind her. She was mostly silent as they walked, Deathbelle’s mind touching on what she might call him when they arrived. ”Alright, daily duties.” She started as she led them through the threshold. ”Clean the floors, fluff and clean the furs.” Deathbelle gestured to the piles of furs that lined the main hall. ”Empty the hearth.” She turned her nose to the fire pit at the center of the large cavern. It would get less use as the weather warmed, but she preferred it clean.
”Most importantly,” the Empress flopped onto one of the biggest piles of fur. ”I need you to massage and clean my paws.” She stretched out her dainty feet in front of her for easy access.
Deathbelle wears a rosebud tiara that is not shown in her art.