all i've ever wanted

Seer confirmed what she said and went on, not quite finished weaving his dream to her. Deathbelle listened, as much like their real lives, they rose and fell yet again. In the end they would both experience their own tragic demise. She looked away fro him as she accepted this alternate reality, a feeling of familiarity in this distant Deathbelle's plight. She felt a return of th ememory of her own idealiation of suicide as she failed to cope with the losses in her life. Her chest grew tight and her eyes stung, but Sirius wasn’t quite finished.

He spoke again, the sun finally falling below the horizon as he spoke about the true reality of their lives. They were here, everything around them was here because of what she started. Deathbelle blinked again and lowered her eyes to his chest. What was he getting at? She knew she was a shell of her former self, but that was what life did. It wore and wore and wore her away until she wasn’t even recognizable to the woman that created the Ashen Empire.

Did she want to live a quiet life, a supporting role for her niece for the rest of her life? How much longer was her life going to continue? How much longer could she carry on? ”I have little choice, Sirius.” She told him softly. There was no returning to her place in Ashen, she would never be accepted as Empress again. She had Veigar to care and look after, but once he was grown, wouldn’t it be better to disappear into the woods?