Kiss of an Empress

He wasnt sure what to take away from. Her response. She seemed angry and driven, prepared to take what was hers. But also upset, and hurt. Betrayed by both Sirius and Death.

When she turned back to him and grabbed his scruff in her teeth, he was surprised. Her teeth bit hard into her flesh, and he pushed back a bout of lust. He still had important matters to speak to her on. "To be clear" he whispered softly. "This fight is to prove to yourself that you will stand up and take what is yours. You will win, because my heart is already yours." He grazed his teeth gently across her cheek.

"I am sorry, I am sorry how this is a mess for everyone. But I want you, Zee. Win or lose, what does this mean for us, to you? I might be a horrible ass for putting you in such a position, but I won't let you go easily. If lose means to leave, you will still have to fight me for that. Because I will hold on to you with everything we have. If you leave me, the Armada disbands and I leave Ashen behind. Its not you or Deathbell, Zee. It's you or no one at all."