While the Field is Green
by SMYGO4EVA
After what had felt an eternity, Atra finally saw Kudelia walking towards her, setting down her freshly plucked plants. For the longest time, she felt both admiration and affection towards the Martian noblewoman, with her clear voice and head held high. She was the one to bear witness as Kudelia stood her ground against Gjallarhorn and their snickering cohorts. Atra remembered their shared bond, growing and blossoming into their pact, to secure a brave bloodline true, for their new future.
Time slowed down as Kudelia gently grasped Atra's hand, smiling, and pulled her close to her chest, arms wrapped around her form. Atra accepted her embrace, craning her neck to administer her own warm, soft kiss. Atra had found her own strength, ignoring the burn of many eyes on her back, and all that was worth leading to this moment.
As their son Akatsuki slept soundly through the night, Kudelia and Atra held each other close, never letting go, so they could usher in the new dawn.