Disclaimer: I do not own the Seven Deadly Sins, and am simply borrowing the characters. I also do not own the title "Adarlan" as it is from the Throne of Glass series, which I also do not own, and am borrowing also.

Chapter 7: Mourning

When Elizabeth woke up, she wasn't in her room. She had a bit of a panic attack, before realizing that she was still in the bar, just another room.

But the real question is why and how she got here.

Shifting her body so she was in a sitting position, she looked around. It was a big room, with a larger bed than hers. Other than that, it seemed to mirror what her own room looked like. Glancing out the window, she saw that it was the middle of the night.

As she was about to swing one leg over the side of the bed, something grabbed her other leg.

"Gah!" She got pulled under the covers, falling onto her back as she went. "Who-" Suddenly, she saw blonde hair. Was it Meliodas that brought her here? She grabbed his arm, which was still on her leg, and yanked it off.

She got a glimpse of his face now, in the little fight they were having. He was grinning boyishly, and his eyes had glints of mischief. "What do you think you're doing?" She said as he went to grab her leg again. Blocking his hand with her own, she stuck her tongue out at him. He narrowed his brow, then suddenly jumped on top of her.

"Hey!" She protested. He just laughed. After trying to get him off, and realizing it was impossible, she gave up and laughed along with him.

The minutes drifted by, he shifted to be laying next to her. She didn't really care about the weirdness of the situation, somehow it felt okay. Like he was someone she could really trust. She sighed, closing her eyes in peace. Before she knew it, she fell asleep again.

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It was weird, he thought, how he acted. Something inside told him that he shouldn't do anything too weird, so he trusted that instinct. Although, it was still nice. He never felt happy like that for a long time. Since… he shook his head slightly. He still couldn't think of that.

That failure.

He allowed himself to be happy, at least for a bit, until the inevitable happened. Why was it that he always set himself up for the heartbreak?

He didn't realize he was crying until a half-asleep Elizabeth brushed her fingers over his cheek and murmuring an "It's okay." Smiling sadly, he grasped her hand. His other hand went to rest behind his head, and he shut his eyes tightly.

Elizabeth will be okay, he thought, as a single tear dropped onto their joined hands.

He'll save her this time.

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She awoke to the sun shining brightly on her face. Wincing, she covered her eyes with her arm.

That's when she realized the events of last night.

Goddesses, how tired was she? That wasn't polite at all, although to be fair he was the one who took her into his room…

She groaned slightly, and rolled over. Opening her eyes, she slowly got up. She glanced behind her. Meliodas was not there. He was probably downstairs making his awful breakfast. Smiling, she figured she'd better go stop him.

Changing into her usual outfit, the uniform she found the first day she was here, she headed downstairs.

He was behind the bar, pouring glasses of water for the two of them. When he saw her looking at him in interest, he explained. "Well you're way better at cooking, as we can both tell. I just figured you should probably be making the food."

She giggled. "Fair enough. I'll get started." She headed into the kitchen.

After breakfast, they walked outside. Meliodas looked at her. "You should be able to see Liones from here. We'll arrive soon."

Nodding, she stared into the distance. She could see the huge castle, and the village. But one thing really stood out. There were white banners everywhere. Hanging from windows, flying as flags, and draped across walls.

She looked over to Meliodas. "What are the white banners for?" But he just had a sad look on his face, like he was at a funeral of someone he deeply loved.

Wait…

She thought hard about past things people had said. Everyone knows he'll never get over Elizabeth. Mead said that. And when she asked Meliodas where Elizabeth is, he replied with you'll see. And now the white banners, seeming almost a tribute. But that would have to mean…

"She- is she-" Elizabeth stuttered. How was she supposed to say this? But he understood what she meant, and nodded slightly. She placed her hands together, and raised them to her forehead. Kneeling down, she closed her eyes.

"Let her rest well, and in peace." She then began the silent prayers that she'd been taught to do in Adarlan. Her lessons came back to her.

Let your spirit temporarily leave your body, and shape it into a bird. If you cannot do it, it's okay. This is one of the most challenging things a princess of Adarlan must learn, how to shape the spirit. Her mentor had told her that. She could never get it right, but this time she felt herself leaving her body.

She felt like she was made of wind, constantly changing. Glancing backward with her spiritual eyes, she could see her crouched form, along with Meliodas. He was wide-eyed, and she even spotted tears that were slowly forming in his eyes.

After doing the dance she was taught in the air, she flew back down, and into her body. She took a sharp intake of air, and stood.

He looked at her in awe. "What was that?"

She smiled. "A tribute dance I was taught in Adarlan. It involves the spirit, and-" She was cut off by a fierce hug from Meliodas. She felt her shoulder get wet, and she realized he was crying. "That… was beautiful. Thank you." He said, head still on her shoulder.

She held him, sitting down so that he was kneeling in front of her, without breaking their embrace.

They stayed like that for a while, as Liones got closer and closer. Finally, they had arrived.

After seperating, although a bit hesitant, the two climbed down to the ground. Meliodas shouted some orders to the green pig, and it ran off. Then, they walked to the gates.

The guards immediately recognized Meliodas, and welcomed him. "We all thought you'd never be coming back! Where the heck were you?" One questioned.

The blonde shook his head with some newfound enthusiasm that he certainly didn't have before. "Ah, y'know. Pretty much everywhere by this point."

The guards laughed. "Well, welcome back." They stepped out of the way for him. When she, however, tried to walk past too, the guards stepped in front of her. "And who might you be?"

She stood there, not really sure what to say. To be fair, she's never had this issue. She's never even visited another kingdom before, thanks to her overprotective father.

Meliodas walked back around the guards to me. "Let her pass, she's with me."

The guards stepped out of the way for them, and they walked into Liones.

Elizabeth wondered what they should do first, when a fist came out of nowhere and connected with Meliodas' cheek, sending him flying.

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*Important Info, please read*

As of the time this chapter is posted, I am writing a new story. I will still be continuing this one, of course. My plan is that When Destiny Calls will update on Saturdays, and my new story, Tears of a Butterfly, will update on Sundays.

Tears of a Butterfly is a story for Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba. It will be a modern AU of the story, following Kanao.

Not interested? That's okay too. If you're not because you haven't seen Demon Slayer, then GO WATCH DEMON SLAYER. Seven Deadly Sins is one of my favourite anime, but so is Demon Slayer.

Now, the inspirations in this chapter. The white mourning banners were from the Throne of Glass series, when Chaol goes to Antica. The bird-dance thing was inspired by Amulet, when Emily makes a bird with her stone and sends it into the sky.

That's all, have a nice day.