"Lord Milori?" Milori looked up from the river and turned to see Queen Clarion, standing a few feet from him. He had been sitting on a bed of grass, looking out onto the river while he thought about, well, everything. 'She looks as beautiful as ever' he thought. Her blue eyes sparkled and her brown hair shined in the last rays of the sun's light. She had a faint glow from her gorgeous golden dress that covered most of her body and large, monarch wings. Milori slowly stood up.
"Your Highness," he addressed her formally, bowing low in the process. Clarion laughed while he straightened his back. He liked to 'roll-play'. "Everything okay?" he asked.
"Of course." she smiled. Milori could tell it was a genuine smile, not fake. Those were his favourite smiles he received from her.
"You know," he began slowly walking towards her. "You don't have to address me so formally, Clarion." He stopped when they were almost touching.
"I'm sorry." She apologized, her smile fading. Milori grabbed her hand and held it in his.
"Well," he put his other hand under her chin and raised it so she had no choice but to look into his eyes. 'His eyes are gorgeous' she thought happily. "Don't be." He gently lent forward and planted a kiss on her lips, softly. "Better?" he asked. Clarion nodded and her genuine smile appeared again. This time Milori intended on keeping it there.
It was dusk in the Home Tree. Clarion and Milori were pouring themselves over different ideas and plans, but nothing seemed to work.
"Maybe Fairy Mary will know…" Clarion thought aloud. She often did this when she was alone with Milori. She didn't have to act 'formal' and 'royal'.
"Perhaps," Milori agreed. They had been trying to find a way to make pixie dust delivers go faster so the pixie-dust-talent fairies could deliver more efficiently. There had been a couple complaints on the delivery service.
"Viola!" Queen Clarion summoned her most trusted guard. Moments later, Viola gave a light knock on the door. "Enter." Viola stepped into the room and gave a small bow.
"You're Highness," she smiled, happy to help. "How may I assist you?"
"May you summon Fairy Mary? I need to speak to her. She is a Tinker and is most likely in Tinkers Nook." The Queen explained. Milori's mind raced 'Isn't she amazing?' he admired her. Viola glanced at Lord Milori and gave a small giggle before turning back to her queen. She knew exactly what he was thinking. Clarion obviously picked up on the fact something was going on and gave Viola a confused look. Viola gestured her head towards Milori and she turned to see why Viola found it funny. As soon as Clarion turned her head towards him, he turned a scarlet red. Clarion gave a soft chuckle and smiled at him. His colour faded a bit, but not much. Viola could see the sparks between the two and decided to let Lord Milori cool of a bit so she quickly flew out the door, closing it silently behind her, as she hurried to Tinkers Nook. Clarion turned back to Viola to find she had gone. Milori noticed too and relaxed a tad.
"What was that about?" She tried to keep a serious face but instead found herself smirking, which was very unlike herself.
"No… Nothing." He stuttered.
"Really," she mused over what happened "because I'm sure catching the Lord of Winter staring at the Queen of Pixie Hollow must be rather…" she wanted to say funny but decided not to.
"Amusing?" he asked. Clarion gave a sympathetic smile. She felt bad for teasing him. To make up for it, she lent towards him and placed her lips on his. He kissed back, just as passionately. After a few moments she lent back.
"No," she whispered "Odd." They both smiled and lent forward; he put his arms around her waist and was just about to kiss again when there was a knock on the door. Both of them had forgotten that she had sent Viola to get Fairy Mary.
"Come in." Milori called. Clarion tried to break loose of Milori's arms but he didn't budge.
"Milori!" She gasped as Fairy Mary stepped in to see his arms around the queen.
"Oh, Queen Cla-rion!" exclaimed Mary (like she did in Secret of the Wings at the end. She said Cla-rion not Clarion by the way. I'm not sure how to describe it). Clarion started to turn scarlet red. Milori noticed and let go. Clarion brushed her dress off very briefly and turned to Fairy Mary.
"Apologize, Fairy Mary," She began. Mary gave a small nod.
"No need, your Highness." The fairy smiled an 'It's okay' smile.
"So, as you may know, there have been complaints about the service of Pixie Dust deliveries. I wondered if you had any ideas to increase the speed of delivers." Explained Clarion. To her disappointment, Mary shook her head.
"Sorry, Queen Clarion, but I'm afraid not." sighed the Tinker. "However, I do recommend you ask Tinkerbell. She may have some ideas." Clarion look disappointed. 'It was worth trying' she thought to herself.
"Thank you, Fairy Mary. That is all I shall need". Mary nodded and flew out the door, closing it quietly behind her. Clarion gave a long sigh "What was that about?" Milori looked at his lover.
"I thought you didn't care if people knew?" he reminded her.
"As long as it doesn't interfere with royal duties." She corrected him. He moved towards her swiftly but she moved away towards her bed. She picked up a pile of clothes on the bed and carried them to her master bathroom. Milori decided it wasn't a good idea to follow. Instead, he ran out of the door and back down to the river they had spoken at earlier. After a few minutes, Clarion flew back into her bedroom, changed into her nightgown, to find Milori gone.
"Milori?" she called nervously "Milori?" there was no answer. Sighing, she flew out towards her balcony and looked out towards the river she had found Milori at earlier and sure enough, he was there, throwing stones into the water. Clarion decided she was too tired to go after him. Besides, she knew he would return later anyway. Slowly and wearily, she flew over to her bed and climbed in. For the past few weeks Milori had stayed in Pixie Hollow with her, so her bed felt cold and lonely without him. After an hour, she manages to find sleep, not peaceful sleep, though. At around midnight, Milori returned and climbed into bed, too tired to care that they weren't really talking.
Morning came and Milori was awake first. He lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to think out an apology. After an hour, Clarion awoke; she rolled over to see Milori was there. Half of her was relived and the other half was scared of his reaction to her not even bothering to go after him. His expression wasn't mad, though. It was almost soothing.
"Clarion?" He asked softly.
"Yes, Milori?"
"I'm sorry I embarrassed you… I love you."
"Don't be," She said, kissing his nose gently. He smiled at her gentle touch 'same old sweet Clarion' he thought. "I love you, too." She finished. They both lent forward and their lips touched. However, this time more than that happened. They opened their mouths and began French kissing. It was amazing. The light pouring in through the window, on the most beautiful couple in all of Neverland, while they were French kissing. Nothing could ruin that moment. And nothing did.
I do hope you enjoyed. I did. :')
I doubt there will be another chapter. But, you never know…
