When the doubts begin to whisper
Sirius
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07-10-2019, 02:28 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-10-2019, 02:40 PM by Sirius.)
He reported to her den like clockwork, as the sun began to set and the dusky tones of late evening overtook them. He arrived to find her standing just outside her den, looking up at the starry expanse of night. With a heavy heart he climbed onto the stones that expanded from the entrance of her den, and placed himself into a submissive bow before her.
As he did so, he felt his heavy heart ache, and for the first time since befriending her, doubts began to unfurl inside of him. He had spurned her once more, though his reasons had been honourable and selfless. In retaliation, she had invited her brother into her den, and dismissed her guard with a coy laugh. He could still remember the subtle sounds of their advancements before he had obeyed, and departed from the entrance of her den.
He felt doubts in his heart like stones, weighing him down as he let his head touch the cool stone, giving her the deepest bow he was able, and the most humble he had delivered to her in a long time. "Your Imperial Majesty, may I assist you this evening?" He asked of her, voice colorless. He offered her simple obediance, and nothing more. It was the same tone he used with all of the Klein family, with everyone but her. He had not yet come to terms with his heart, but something was developing inside of him.
As he did so, he felt his heavy heart ache, and for the first time since befriending her, doubts began to unfurl inside of him. He had spurned her once more, though his reasons had been honourable and selfless. In retaliation, she had invited her brother into her den, and dismissed her guard with a coy laugh. He could still remember the subtle sounds of their advancements before he had obeyed, and departed from the entrance of her den.
He felt doubts in his heart like stones, weighing him down as he let his head touch the cool stone, giving her the deepest bow he was able, and the most humble he had delivered to her in a long time. "Your Imperial Majesty, may I assist you this evening?" He asked of her, voice colorless. He offered her simple obediance, and nothing more. It was the same tone he used with all of the Klein family, with everyone but her. He had not yet come to terms with his heart, but something was developing inside of him.
07-10-2019, 09:49 PM
Deathbelle yawned widely as she awoke from a nap sprawled out over the patio that lay beyond the entrance of her den. She enjoyed sleeping in the Autumn sun, but soon the weather would be much too cold for that activity. She wondered how much Luce would fight her about remaining den bound in the cold. Surely with her armor cape coming she could use her leopard skin as excuse enough to remain in the cold and not worry about the state of her litter.
She stretched and yawned again before finally finding her feet before her gaze was caught by the brilliance of the night sky before Seer found her side. Her bright gaze fell on his huge fanged form as he lowered himself into a low bow. A warm smile fell over her features as his voice fell on her mismatched ears. ”See.. Sirius.” She greeted, her voice breaking with the emotion she felt she needed to choke back. ”You may rise.” She barely whispered as she held in the emotion she’d poured out to him recently.
The two of them had been apart for a long time, but she still knew him, and she knew something was different between them tonight. She took in a short breath and did her best to compose herself despite the fiery pain that raced through her veins. She couldn’t hide the sadness from her eyes, but she could hide her eyes from him. Belle looked away from her beloved.
”Yes, I’d like for you to patrol with me.” She said shortly, emotionless because if she didn’t her displeasure of how far apart they had to be would become more clear. He may have spurned her, but he had good reason and she couldn’t begin to bestow blame upon him. He couldn’t be a slave if there would ever be any chance of them being together. He had held the Samurai rank since he stepped foot in Ashen. In Belle’s eyes he was no longer a slave.
Her paws carried her toward the path to the top of the ravine. ”I wanted to speak about your rank as well.” She told him as she further pushed down the emotions that filled her.
She stretched and yawned again before finally finding her feet before her gaze was caught by the brilliance of the night sky before Seer found her side. Her bright gaze fell on his huge fanged form as he lowered himself into a low bow. A warm smile fell over her features as his voice fell on her mismatched ears. ”See.. Sirius.” She greeted, her voice breaking with the emotion she felt she needed to choke back. ”You may rise.” She barely whispered as she held in the emotion she’d poured out to him recently.
The two of them had been apart for a long time, but she still knew him, and she knew something was different between them tonight. She took in a short breath and did her best to compose herself despite the fiery pain that raced through her veins. She couldn’t hide the sadness from her eyes, but she could hide her eyes from him. Belle looked away from her beloved.
”Yes, I’d like for you to patrol with me.” She said shortly, emotionless because if she didn’t her displeasure of how far apart they had to be would become more clear. He may have spurned her, but he had good reason and she couldn’t begin to bestow blame upon him. He couldn’t be a slave if there would ever be any chance of them being together. He had held the Samurai rank since he stepped foot in Ashen. In Belle’s eyes he was no longer a slave.
Her paws carried her toward the path to the top of the ravine. ”I wanted to speak about your rank as well.” She told him as she further pushed down the emotions that filled her.
Deathbelle wears a rosebud tiara that is not shown in her art.
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07-12-2019, 11:46 PM
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07-13-2019, 07:57 PM
Deathbelle did her best to put her deep feelings for her vessel where they wouldn’t bother her anymore. She took a deep breath as he rose and she resigned herself to her role in life. She could be Empress and reign over the Klein family, or more, or she could run away with Sirius and never think about any kind of personal responsibility again. If he had returned to her before she met Archon maybe she would have. But they hadn’t, and it would never be so.
She would be sore for a long time, but she knew the more she was able to suppress them the easier life would be. She would forever have him beside her, through whatever happened they’d do it together. Just not exactly as she wished. Belle stole a wistful glance towards his massive frame. Her heart beat heavily as she turned to lead them towards the border. She knew not his misgivings on her relationship with Hannibal, though they hadn’t done anything other than a bit of teasing the other night. Her family had a long history of such close relationships, and was often encouraged in albino Kleins.
The Empress shrugged the feeling off. She didn’t know if she could ask, or even if she should, what bothered her closest confidant. ”I would only clarify what I wish from you.” She told him, feeling herself begin to lose the tension in her alabaster splashed body as she returned to the comfortable familiarity of his presence. ”You are no longer a slave, Sirius.” Belle used his real name to emphasise her point. ”You have all of the power of a samurai, I.. do wish to keep your personal service.” She whispered, feeling herself grow lax with her walls. ”But you are free to do as you will.” She told him as she sought to catch a glimpse of his bright blue eyes.
”Though, I’d also appreciate if you have any huge disputes to bring my handmaiden to me. And.. maybe keep an eye out for her. I’m quite fond, and her work is unbeatable.” She managed to admire a still very clean paw as she walked. She was a loyal little thing that learned quickly, was very much adoring, and went above and beyond in all her requests.
She would be sore for a long time, but she knew the more she was able to suppress them the easier life would be. She would forever have him beside her, through whatever happened they’d do it together. Just not exactly as she wished. Belle stole a wistful glance towards his massive frame. Her heart beat heavily as she turned to lead them towards the border. She knew not his misgivings on her relationship with Hannibal, though they hadn’t done anything other than a bit of teasing the other night. Her family had a long history of such close relationships, and was often encouraged in albino Kleins.
The Empress shrugged the feeling off. She didn’t know if she could ask, or even if she should, what bothered her closest confidant. ”I would only clarify what I wish from you.” She told him, feeling herself begin to lose the tension in her alabaster splashed body as she returned to the comfortable familiarity of his presence. ”You are no longer a slave, Sirius.” Belle used his real name to emphasise her point. ”You have all of the power of a samurai, I.. do wish to keep your personal service.” She whispered, feeling herself grow lax with her walls. ”But you are free to do as you will.” She told him as she sought to catch a glimpse of his bright blue eyes.
”Though, I’d also appreciate if you have any huge disputes to bring my handmaiden to me. And.. maybe keep an eye out for her. I’m quite fond, and her work is unbeatable.” She managed to admire a still very clean paw as she walked. She was a loyal little thing that learned quickly, was very much adoring, and went above and beyond in all her requests.
Deathbelle wears a rosebud tiara that is not shown in her art.
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07-14-2019, 11:41 PM
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07-15-2019, 08:00 PM
"I would be very sad if you left my service, Seer." Deathbelle started softly, dainty paws carrying her closer to the border as she led Sirius onward. She had seen the shock in him, how he hadn't expected anything she said. "The Klein Empire was no more, and yet you still sought out my side. Of your own free will. You are free Sirius, free to serve me and my family however you see fit… Or not." suddenly he stopped, and Belle turned, not missing the fact that he hadn't mentioned Zee yet.
Belle tried to find his gaze as she gave him her full attention. His words caused her mismatched ears to fall to her skull. So much emotion and hurt had poured from her that night and she again felt the stab in her heart, "No, Seer." her words were soft and genuine. "I do it for your honor and the devotion you've shown me and my kin for so long." She meant for this discussion to happen the day she welcomed him into the pack. However, maybe if Sirius took his position as Samurai more seriously her family's aversion to the relationship she so desperately craved would be easier to dispute. "Attempting to change my family's mind set is merely a bonus." She tried to smile through the hurt talk of this subject brought her.
Belle tried to find his gaze as she gave him her full attention. His words caused her mismatched ears to fall to her skull. So much emotion and hurt had poured from her that night and she again felt the stab in her heart, "No, Seer." her words were soft and genuine. "I do it for your honor and the devotion you've shown me and my kin for so long." She meant for this discussion to happen the day she welcomed him into the pack. However, maybe if Sirius took his position as Samurai more seriously her family's aversion to the relationship she so desperately craved would be easier to dispute. "Attempting to change my family's mind set is merely a bonus." She tried to smile through the hurt talk of this subject brought her.
Deathbelle wears a rosebud tiara that is not shown in her art.
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07-15-2019, 08:08 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-15-2019, 08:09 PM by Sirius.)
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07-16-2019, 09:45 AM
Sirius didn't let himself hesitate in accepting this new freedom. Belle smiled, watching him as he realized all this meant for him. He lost a bit of his stoicism and the Empress allowed herself the glimpse into her beloved. She couldn’t help the loving gaze she bestowed upon him, though she knew the action would hurt all the more later. He renewed his vow to her, and Belle couldn’t help the way her heart fluttered as he returned to her side and kissed her paw. Their strict lines to follow were blurred once more as she hesitated slightly, but reached out to nuzzle into his thick black fur for only a moment. Taking in his scent and further tempting herself down a dangerous path.
She retreated quickly as he brought his head back up and spoke more about her little handmaiden. Deathbelle didn’t miss the fond way her Samurai spoke of her, she tried not to be a jealous woman. However, the information was filed away for later. Delicate paws carried her forward as Sirius asked her to clarify his duties. ”I would like you to continue attending to me,” she started with the obvious. ”Also take up more patrols. I’d like you to train more closely with Harbringr.” The two Samurai would need to be able to rely on and work with each other. ”Eventually I’ll expect you to take an apprentice.” Belle loaded up his plate.
With all of the tasks she wished from him he wouldn’t have near as much time to think about Zee. ”My end goal is to see you take your place as a Daimyo.” The Empress admitted, magenta gaze finding his features to see his reaction.
She retreated quickly as he brought his head back up and spoke more about her little handmaiden. Deathbelle didn’t miss the fond way her Samurai spoke of her, she tried not to be a jealous woman. However, the information was filed away for later. Delicate paws carried her forward as Sirius asked her to clarify his duties. ”I would like you to continue attending to me,” she started with the obvious. ”Also take up more patrols. I’d like you to train more closely with Harbringr.” The two Samurai would need to be able to rely on and work with each other. ”Eventually I’ll expect you to take an apprentice.” Belle loaded up his plate.
With all of the tasks she wished from him he wouldn’t have near as much time to think about Zee. ”My end goal is to see you take your place as a Daimyo.” The Empress admitted, magenta gaze finding his features to see his reaction.
Deathbelle wears a rosebud tiara that is not shown in her art.
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07-16-2019, 04:47 PM
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07-16-2019, 05:47 PM
He leaned into her touch, but didn’t offer any affections of his own except the humble kissing of her royal paws. He was stronger than she was. Belle smiled softly and couldn’t keep her gze from him as he told her honestly her presence was the highlight of his day. Mismatched ears fell to her skull as she basked in the knowledge. He was also surprised she had so much faith in him. If he could prove himself a true Daimyo her family and the world could say nothing about their love. They just had to be patient and wait.
”You already have, Seer.” She said warmly, resisting touching him a second time during their meeting. ”Come on, we also need to look out for signs of that leopard. It needs taken care of soon.” She allowed herself to return to her usual royal demeanor. It was easier to push down her feelings like this.
-exit belle?
”You already have, Seer.” She said warmly, resisting touching him a second time during their meeting. ”Come on, we also need to look out for signs of that leopard. It needs taken care of soon.” She allowed herself to return to her usual royal demeanor. It was easier to push down her feelings like this.
-exit belle?
Deathbelle wears a rosebud tiara that is not shown in her art.