Queens and their crowns

Venom realized quickly she didn’t trust Recluse. Not in the least. That was alright though, they ddn’t know each other, and that was one reason Recluse called her here. Because she didn’t trust the new empress either. Hannibal’s heir spoke upfrontly, which Venom was not opposed to, however she couldn’t help but feel like Recluse was holding back. Like she thought Venom naive. Still, Recluse said what Venom wanted to hear, it wasn’t likely the whole truth.

”You can have whoever wishes to follow you.” Venom started, making it clear she wouldn’t force anyone under Recluse’s rule. ”If you can find Chimera you can keep him.” She didn’t veil her obvious distaste in their shared half brother. ”You’ll have to ask Mortis, Sirius’s son, for Siren. I gave her to him when I suspected Chimera was… being too rough. Incubus… Is probably with your father.” Which was likely dead, but who knew. He’d disappeared once more without a word to anyone.

Venom shrugged lightly. ”We need to be able to rely on one another after all.” Recluse needed Venom, but for how long? ”Where do you plan to settle?” She went on to question much more lightly as she decided she liked the idea of the quieter Kleins retreating under Recluse’s responsibility.