Kiss of an Empress

After his talk with Io, Sirius knew he could not delay the upcoming conversation. He went searching for his wife, making his way back across the land bridge, and towards home. He entered by Sea’s plain, and made his way up, following the beach. He found their den, nestled in the little inlit, with shallow water outside their doors. Fresh flowers kept in little holders near the entrance. Along with the lanterns that he and Io had made, a lifetime ago. The place smelled like Io, and kids. Like home.

Guilt trickled up his heart. He loved Zee, he loved her so much. He hated that he loved someone else, as well. That he hurt both of them, purely by feeling. The guilt and worry wasn’t going to go away any time soon. It was better to get this over with. Zee deserved the truth, and what she did with that was up to her. Sirius had no choice but to face the consequences.

He stepped onto the small bridge, made for their children, and raised his head. Calling for his Wife.