A Dance
Maurice landed on the Queen's Overlook. As he walked in he spotted Clarion at her desk, reading over reports on the reconstruction of Pixie Hollow. "I realize you're a very busy woman," he said as he approached her, star telling her out of her reading. "That being said, I do dearly request this dance." He held his hand out to her, as he had on several occasions when he thought she had needed a break from her work.
The Queen sat in shock for a moment before taking his hand. "Am I dreaming again?"
He pulled her out of her chair and to an open space. "This would be one hell of a shared delusion then." He began to twirl her gently. "But as Leah says constantly: Sit eos vivere in eorum error." She looked at him questioningly. "Let them live in their delusion."
"Then this is real?"
"Very."
"How?"
"Best guess? The recent storm struck us with a lightning bolt."
"And your wings?" She had only just noticed that he had been twirling her grouch the air.
"Laryssa was right. I am now a warm fairy, never to leave your side, lest you wish it."
"Sparrowman," Clarion laughed as she laid her head on his broad chest.
Maurice merely nodded. "As you wish."
A/n: I know it's short! Sorry! And thank you to KaijudoFan101 for favoriting!