perfect princess

Likely, Venom would keep her tiny stick rabbit for the rest of her life, a memento to Ikigai’s young talent and one of the first milestones to her greatness. The young Empress grinned down as she was given permission to keep it but the trinket was swiftly forgotten. Ikigai moved and situated herself comfortably between Venom’s paws. Seemingly content with leaving her craft project where it was in favor of some snuggle time coupled with a story.

The serious woman wasn’t really one to tell a good tail. She was for the most part eloquent but concise, and didn’t feel like there was much room for imagination. Still, Venom held Iki a little closer and settled in with her against her chest. The way the tiny child looked up to her made Venom fall in love with her all over again. She adored all of her children, a fact that she would never call to question.

”Hmm a story...” She started, truly thinking about what her next words might be. ”What kind of story? Do you want something about a Princess?” Surely she could think of a story worthy of telling Ikigai. ”Maybe a slave?” She could tell the story about Sirius and her mom growing up together. ”Or maybe about love?” Perhaps a little snippet of her own parents’ story?