what hurts the most

He wanted to shake her, he was so frustrated. How could the once mighty Empress have become this? Why did he had to have a part in her downfall. What was he supposed to do with her? He had held lives in his paw before, but this felt different. Caught between the knowledge that if he held onto her, it would cost him everything. Zee, his children, the Armada. But, if he let her go, it would be the final end to the mighty Empress. She was really doing this to him. She was really standing here saying ‘pick me, or have my suicide on your conscience’

He wanted to smack some logic back into her. He almost did. He battered her paw away and reached over, grabbing her scruff gently in his paw, and shaking it a little. “Dammit, Deathbelle! You are Deathbelle Ravage Klein! You are the Founding Empress of the Ashen Empire. You are so much more than this! So much more than the tragedy of your relationships.” He said, giving her another little shake, before releasing his paw, afraid of what he might do in his fear and anger.

He turned suddenly, stalking a pace away from her. “Fair warning, Deathbelle. I won’t let you die. I will not let you perish like this, wasted away, a whispered memory.” he turned back to her, his face hard, and angry. “You gave your life to me, that’s what you are doing, here and now. Very well, I accept your life. I command you to find something to hold onto. I command you to live. Remember this command in the coming days, because I will not always be there to keep you straight” But he would visit, he would find a way.

He raised his head, and let out a howl, ordering Marshal to head to Auster, to tell Ulric he wished finally to cash in that favour the other wolf owed him