Some things can't be forgiven

Death had been easy and painless, unlike anything that the Klein Empress had expected. She had been in Io’s arms one moment and in the spirit world the next. Time was funny here, and she couldn’t tell how long it had been since she had left the physical realm. Her conscious seemed to pull together now though, bringing her into a state of knowing and sentience once more.

She could hear SIrius far off, and for a moment she wondered if he had joined her in death, the old man. But no, his warmth told her that he was indeed still with the living as he called out for his wife. Deathbelle didn’t care for her grudges that were held in life any longer, but it did feel appropriate that Zeitgeist would not be the one to answer his call.

”No, silly man.” She told him as her form materialized from the mists surrounding them. She wanted to say something much more hurtful, but the words stuck in her throat. He hadn’t been there for her, now Zee would never be there for him.