Everybody wants something from me now

Deathbelle returned her gaze to Sirius and his bright blue eyes as he took her in. She could see the tears welling in his eyes, and feel the tension that rolled off him as it did her. She could see his wounds as plainly as he could see hers. He said nothing and stood before her unmoving. Hiding nothing but the exact words. Deathbelle looked at him closer, almost peering as she tried so hard to push through. Sometimes she could take it a day at a tie and sometimes she had to count out the hours. But the next breath seemed to find her again every time, because she had to.

The once Empress pulled her thin shoulders back and lifted her head. A far cry from the royal pose she once held, but more impressive than the woman there a minute before. ”Tell me, Seer.” She prompted him with gentle care, sensing a similar fragility from the strongest man she had ever known.