Can you still love the devil

He was soothed almost immediately by her words, cradling her gently in his paws as he kissed her crown. “It’s alright, my love. I’m sorry, I know how much remembering about your queen can be painful.” He said, remembering the panic attacks she had had when she had first joined. She hadn’t had one of those for a long time, actually, had she? He must be good for her. He rocked her gently, as if she were a child, and nuzzled his nose into her cheek.

She looked tired, and he realised he must have worn her out. “Sleep, dear heart. I have you, you're safe in my arms.” He promised her. His voice full of love and affection. “We can talk when you're awake, if you wish.”


"Basilisk" | "Ignita"