Ring Toss

She hadn’t really left Iolaire’s side since the woman had found her not so long ago. Her heart and soul had latched onto the smaller woman and she clung to her like her life depended on it. And maybe it did. She pointedly avoided any familiar faces that might have shown up, not that she was very incognito. Still she tried to lay low and keep attention from herself.

Lilac eyes wandered over the carnival, she couldn’t remember the last time she had been at a gathering quite so large. Time had not been kind to the once Empress, for the last few years she had only really been around family. Her deficiencies were more obvious now. Deathbelle tried to ignore the anxiety that built inside as she made her way to the game booth and took her ring. Gracefully Belle tossed it for her prize.

"Deathbelle & Iolaire"