Purdue

The Kaiser was a true queen, ruling a kingdom with an iron fist. She was his Queen, and the ebon queen seemed to think so as well. Topaz gems shimmered in the darkness, showing a fit of annoyance for a brief moment, before the Raven would raise veldt auditories to allow her lyrics to wash through them. "You are very important to me, Hades. Do not think otherwise, you are my little Raven." A deep voice of baritone would give a playful growl, as he would raise a paw to allow his bodice to fold, a comfortable lying down posture, neatly crossing his ebony paws, his banner curling about her right side. "M'Queen, your orders are my desires. I am doing fine, if you will." His gargantuan bodice would rise to muscled stilts, sauntering over to Svanerna, a smirk upon his maw, as he would recline, his side touching hers. His neck would turn, topaz gems smooth and seductive. His baritone of a voice would sound softly in his Queen's auditories, seduced and smooth. "...and you are my little Queen." He would lean backward absently, giving a respectful lick to his Queen's shoulders, his ebony banner sweeping down her back, before tucking away quietly.

"Speech."