I'm not stalking you or anything

There were so many sights and faces that Venom had little choice but to focus her consciousness on the present moment. She could forget everything and just be happy for the newlyweds. Part of her celebrated the fact that she hadn’t seen Hattori as well, it had always been a possibility she would run into him here she knew that. She just hoped he wouldn’t show his face, she wasn’t ready to see it. The crowd was pleasant and she was exchanging pleasantries with wolves she hadn’t met before or hadn’t talked to in a long time. It was enjoyable in all honesty.

Venom had just excused herself to go and indulge in a beverage when she felt someone behind her. For a brief moment fear laced through her chest that her ex husband had decided to meet her hear, but Venom was never happier to hear Maverick’s voice. She relaxed, having to stop herself from leaning against him. The part of her that cared about keeping up appearances kept her from revealing any softer affection, but the way he made her smile brighten and her eyes sparkle would be enough to alert the rogue. Someone who knew the Empress well could have been able to see what just happened, but the general population would not.

"Mr. Vagabond, fancy meeting you here.” She had indeed wondered if he had found his way here. A party like this seemed right up Maverick’s alley. "Not too often,” she teased lightly in return. "Probably more often than you do.” She pressed with a lift of her brow and reveal of pearly teeth as she chuckled softly.

"Venom"