the edge

Aslatiel reaching up and wiping away her tear was unexpected, but sweet. Deathbelle felt herself smile lightly as the girl went on to explain Iolaire’s view on the aftermath of the volcanoe. Belle loved the dainty little healer, ”She is very smart. You should always listen to her.” She chuckled softly despite the dark mood. Sirius’s young daughter stretched herself out and looked up at her, questioning her sadness. Deathbelle wondered how much about the volcano’s eruption that Asla knew about. Not much it seemed.

”This is where my husband died.” Deathbelle spoke simply, still feeling her heart clench tight at his memory. He wasn’t her first love, but it had been real. She felt like her soul had been bonded to his, and when he’d died… She shut her eyes tightly, willing away the overwhelming emotion. Another sigh left her lips as she released the air and some of the sadness that strangled her.