A/N: I appreciate the feedback. Also gonna go back and make some edits towards previous chapters because I have a plan.
In the castle, Alya had a room for herself. The rest of her family was welcome as well. Her siblings jumping and flying around over the littlest things.
Marinette joined Alya in getting ready for the Spring Ball. Though she wasn't really up to dressing up for this thing. She wanted to be out and about and not be caged in like a bird.
"Does this look good?" the dark-skinned fairy asked. She twirled slightly to show her flowy light pink dress. Around her waist was a black seam so it wasn't all one color. Her shoulders showed with noodle straps carrying the gentle weight of the outfit.
She clasped her hands together. "You look beautiful, Alya." The blunette flew closer to her friend and made a few changes to make it in her friend's sort of style. Colorful and pure.
"Are you sure you don't want to dress up for this? It's going to be fun as always like the last times we've done this before. "
"I'm very sure." she tugged on her boots slightly. "You're a princess too."
"Girl, I am not a true princess, but you know what I want?"
"What?" she looked at her.
"For someone to fall in love with me."
Marinette sighed. "That isn't going to be easy. You have to-"
"Be patient. I know that. Stop reminding me please." she crosses her arms. "I thought I was the one who reminded you to do things."
"You're right. Have fun. I'll join you a little bit later."
Alya smiled at her and left for the ball.
Marinette took a look around the room. Thin curtains covered the outside to a balcony that had a few flowers. Dirt lay on the floor. Her bed was a yellow dandelion. Soft, yet rotted out easily when picked and had to be replaced every year, or else she had to sleep in a pile of her own clothes.
She looked at the enormous mirror that took up an entire wall. It was a mirror shard from the human world. Very heavy, but worth it to see reflections.
Marinette had no intentions to see Hawkmoth ever again. It made her wonder what love even was and if she even deserved it.
Her thoughts were cut off when she heard her father calling out her name. She turned herself away with her wings lowered and made her way towards him. "I'm here."
"Ah, Marinette." he frowned to see her not all dressed up for the ball.
"I don't feel like it this year."
"But your mother would have liked to see in a beautiful outfit still."
"She's not here, dad! You can't just say that and expect me to believe that!"
He looked down. "I'm sorry."
"No, I should be the one sorry. I know you miss her too." she held her father's hands, thinking about her mother.
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Sabine, the name of her mother was a beautiful fairy herself. Short wavy hair like Marinette's, but her eye color forgotten. Her wings were of a dark blue and light purple that was mixed together to create a beautiful burst of colors. She also typically would wear all white while the lining would be red.
It was another day in the Light of Fairies. It seemed of a glorious day until it rained.
There were some elves who could tell when it was going to rain and how much, but they didn't intend on having so much that day.
Sabine and Tom sat on a rock near the stream which seemed like a lake. Or a big puddle. They were sleeping there and thought they'd be okay without their guards. Everything seemed safe.
Well, that is until they found each other unable to swim as waters had begun to flood and their wings were wet.
Her mother couldn't swim and her father tried to save her, but she was swept away by a leaf and dead.
Tom heard the warnings about the rain but hadn't taken them under consideration. He was to never forgive himself.
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She felt her father squeeze her hands slightly.
"It's okay Marinette. Let's go."
The bluenette had let go of his hands and followed him down the hallways to the grand ballroom.
At the center was a silver-based water fountain filled with water and flower petals.
Fairies and elves talked amongst each other. The fairies with their wings lowered, but some of the elves, especially Nino trying to find a certain someone.
He had lost Alya in the crowd of fairies.
Back with Marinette, she stood by her father with a frown.
"Smile, Marinette."
She sighed. "Fine." she made a fake smile up.
"A real one."
She groaned and forced herself to do a real smile.
"Better. Oh, and I have a surprise for you."
She lightened up a bit, hearing that. "You didn't have to, but what is it?"
"See for yourself."
She looked down and her eyes widened.
Hawkmoth stood there with a smile and rose stem in his mouth. He was being like that as of the first time they had met.
"Dad!" she said through her gritted teeth.
"He begged to me for forgiveness and said he would treat you better."
She was becoming angry but held back. "You don't even get how much he hurt me!"
"Aw, Marinette. I am so sorry. Please, I was...we never kissed and I wanted to practice with someone else.."
"You still broke my heart." she crossed her arms.
Hawkmoth slowly flew up to her and grabbed a hand of hers. "Shall we dance?"