Auntie dear

Mortis was a yearling now and that granted him many more freedoms than his younger self had. Hopefully Sirius didn’t find his location too interesting that he’d be question or come after. Deathbelle still felt far from ready to look at the boy’s father again, sitting here with his spitting image was hard enough. Mortis told her that he didn’t know and the Empress turned her features towards the vast ocean, her attention still on him as he went to question the events leading her here.

Deathbelle sighed softly and reclined on her haunches as lavender eyes returned to Mortis and his innocent features. She had to look up, just like with his dad. ”Before your father and mother got together I was in love with Sirius.” Deathbelle couldn’t lie, she still was and that feeling would never go away. ”I’m not sure why it was so easy to fall back into old habits when he visited the other day.” She didn’t know how much he could understand but spoke anyway. ”But I kissed him.” Belle admitted softly as she dropped her gaze from his piercing blue eyes.