Money can't buy happiness. But money can make things easier for you.
With the money Gabriel Agrest might get the official document confirming the fact of Emilie's death as well as confirmation on the cause of death, unconnected to magic or Miraculous.
He also can organise the funeral, no questions asked and no paparazzi flash.
Funeral was quiet and simply. The fashion designer, Nooroo and Duusu were the only people there.
Gabriel was staring at the grave with a straight face.
His wife wasn't the only thing he let go, today. Grimoire and Emilie's silver wedding band were also buried in the grave. He want realy end this.
He came closer and put the bouquet of white lilies and roses on Emilie's grave. After that the fashion designer felt a sudden soft pain across his heart.
It was over... that was very painful, but freeing in a weird way.
" Master? "
" Yes, Nooroo? "
" I and Duusu want do something to say goodbye to Miss Emilie. Would you mind letting us do it? "
Gabriel only nodding.
Nooroo and Duusu exchanged short glances.
" Me first, then you, the way it's always been, Nooroo. " Duusu spiralling toward grave.
Gabriel watched in awe as Duusu's eyes slighty glowed and she kissed the rose on grave. The white rose turns blue and slowly grown around the headstone. Then Kwami rested her forehead against cold stone and said something in a different language.
When Duusu pulled away after five minutes, Nooroo's eyes magical glimmering as he flew over to grave.
He had quietly said something before bending down and pressing a small purple paw on cold stone. The stone began to glow, magnificent magic frost patterns began to show its wall, selves on the ground and run up the flowers.
Nooroo and Duusu floating over the grave, admiring their work.
And then they sees something or rather somone that they weren't supposed to see, only a few yards away.
Emilie Agrest was moving slowly towards the fashion designer and two Kwamis.
The woman put one finger on her lips before Nooroo or Duusu could say a word. And both kwamis realized that they're the only one who can see her.
That wasn't her. Emilie ended her final chapter in book of life. It was just her ghost.
She looked exactly like her when she was alive. Well, almost. Looking down, Kwamis realized her clothed and legs looked somewhat… ghostly. Tiny creatures could see through them.
The three stared for a few seconds, before the ghost of a woman held out her hand. Duusu landed on it. Emilie smiled, the smile that seemed to be reserved only for blue Kwami, smile brimming with confidence and adoration. She kissed the top of tiny peacock' head.
And then woman turned to face Nooroo, she give him small smile and
stroked the butterfly Kwami's cheek with two fingers.
After that she mouthed the words "Thank you".
The both kwamis gave a small nodded.
Then Emilie reaches out to cradle Gabriel face in both her hands. Her thumb feathers gently across his cheek. The fashion designer feel nothing but the softest and pleasant warm gust of wind on his face.
She leaned forward and sweet kissed his forehead, her lips placed there for a moment. After pulling away she saw Gabriel eyes' expression quiet, gentle and calm.
Woman took one final glance at kwamis and her husband, only to face the sky once more.
Emilie let herself go as little multi-coloured peacock feathers slowly made themselves out of her clothes. Then she took one final gasp to let herself transfrom into a bunch of feathers .
The kwami of Transmission and kwami of Emotion saw feathers flying over the sun's surface and into the clear sky. Duusu and Nooroo smiled, Kwamis knew now that Emilie was truely free and her soul was at peace.
Suddenly, Gabriel looked over his shoulder... The fashion could have sworn he heard a woman's voice whispering. Goodbye.
...to be continued
Author Note
There are many meanings and symbols attached to roses. Each color signifies a meaning of emotion or love. The blue rose signifies True love, associated with the unattainable future.
A bouquet of lilies is a beautiful way to bid farewell to your loved ones. It represents humbleness and devotion, making it an ideal parting gift for the person whom you bid goodbye to.
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