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"So there you are?" Milo said looking at them somewhat sternly but there was a smile on his face. He always smiled.
"I gotta go," Addy said regretfully holding onto Emerson's hand.
"Parting is such sweet sorrow," he said with an over confident grin.
"Okay where'd you get that from was it Flynn or Naveen?" she asked.
"You caught me." He said waving goodbye and jumping into the portal that opened to take him home.
"So, you made friends," Milo grinned pulling her into a hug.
"Yes, I'm a people person I made friends."
"Good," he said smiling.
"Hatter didn't scare the kids out too badly did he?"
"No, Dara actually liked it." He laughed.
"Oh Dara," she smiled.
"She's definitely her mother's daughter." He said with a grin. "Thaddeus takes after me."
"Yup," she nodded. "Still not as geeky as you though."
"Hey!" He said pulling her into a playful head lock, "What's that supposed to mean?" He said ruffling her hair with his fist.
"Let me go!" Addy said laughing. "Let me go."
"Alright, alright," he said smiling. She stared at him for a few minutes and then grew serious.
"You think they're watching me? Am I doing it right? What do you think they think?"
"You never know really," he said leaning on the railing that overlooked the city of Atlantis. He looked so peaceful.
The city was always beautiful. At night, however, it was even more so. The moonlight caught the Mother Crystal's light and it embraced the stones of the kings of the past. It placed its fingers as to hush the waterfall and nuzzled the stone guards in their slumber. It truly was heaven.
"I know they're watching us though. They're always watching us. They tip the game board a little to make sure you walk right or left or whatever direction you need to. They move the mountains for you and the hills. They know. They're always watching. But what they think of the person you've found or the person you are. You never really know."
Kida was watching them from the balcony above. She loved that boy. He was wise beyond his years and had more love in one finger then many of the men she would have had thrust at her had in their whole body. She couldn't help but love him. He was so gentle.
"Is it always this hard? Is it always this hard . . . to look at people and tell them . . ." she started to cry, "Yeah I'm fine? I'm doing great. Life's amazing. Is it always hard to do that?"
"It gets easier with time," Milo said gently squeezing her shoulder.
She couldn't help it. She was sobbing into his shoulder just like she was five years old again.
"I just wish he was still here. I wish he was still with me."
"Shh . . . I know." Milo whispered. "I know."
"I only remember a fraction of what he used to say. I miss Archimedes and Arthur's constant visits. I barely remember my father."
"I know," Milo whispered tears falling down his cheeks.
Why don't I know what to say? I should know what to say. He thought to himself.
"I shouldn't say it gets easier Addy. I shouldn't because it doesn't. It gets easier to fake without it showing but . . . but every day is hard kiddo. Every day is incredibly difficult. Every day you try and put on a face but . . . eventually you meet someone who is so wonderful and so special that you can tell them all of it. You put your hurt on them and they put theirs on you and eventually you learn how to bear that weight together. That's love."
"You talk to Kida about your family?"
"All the time," he said with a small smile. "And she tells me about her father and how she wants to do the best she can for her people and we help each other. We help each other as a husband and a wife and as a king and a queen."
"A very unorthodox king and queen but a king and queen none the less," Kida said from the door.
Addy hugged her. Figment was behind her and wanted to get in on it. He hugged both of them.
Milo left with Kida. "You were wonderful," she said snuggling into him.
"I just told the truth."
"Love is exactly as you described it, sharing burdens, fears and pains with each other. It lightens the load always."
She kissed him tenderly and gently. "I love you Milo Thatch."
"I love you Kida. Always," he whispered. "Sometimes a nonconformist type of love is the best kind."
So you all get two chapters since I will be gone for about 2 weeks. So I leave you with these fairly long two chapters. Oh and if I spelled Prince Naveen's name wrong don't hesitate to review and correct me. I've always been a little uncertain of his name's spelling.
Adios amigos. Au revior mes amis. Bye bye peeps. See ya real soon everybody. And thank you thank you for your reviews *bows out*