Author's Note- In this story, Lowell actually has morals

I was listening to Somebody's me by Enrique Iglesias and came up with this.

He laid in bed with his wife, Margaret, and remembered when he was young and met this girl. A little unusual, more pale than the norm, uncommonly white hair, and literally a glow that shone and brightened your day when you were blue. How he longed to entangle his fingers through her white hair and see her beauty. He wanted her, no needed her more than anything. He couldn't stand his current wife, or her mother.

She looked at her champion then back at her banished sister, "Iracabeth of Crims, your crimes against Underland are worthy of death, but since that would be against my vows, you will be banished to the Outlands until the end of Underland. No one will speak to you or do you a kindness. You will not have a friend in the world" the white queen told her sister. She gave her the punishment she did not only because of her vows, but also because she wanted Iracabeth to feel the loneliness she feels.

"Do you remember me?" he asked the lady in white.

"Who are you?" asked the queen of Marmoreal.

"I take that as a no" he said with a look of sadness in his eye and turned to go.

"Wait. That look seems familiar. Almost like the look of my boyfriend when I left London to go back home. I had no choice, but my sister was in deep trouble and I had to help her. Why am I telling you this?"

He was happy some of her memory was returning but he had to find a way to bring it all back. Without thinking, he walked to her and kissed her on the lips with a sense of passion. He thought, for sure she'd slap him and storm off, but instead she put her hands on his shoulders and kissed him back sweetly. "I remember you exactly, Lowell. I love you and am very glad you're here"

He felt so guilty. He wrapped his arms around her waist and began to cry on her shoulder telling her all the bad things he had done, how lonely he felt without her around, and now how he felt ashamed because he was a married man. But he didnt love Margaret like Mirana. She was dull, but Mirana was like a perfect angel to him.

Now it was her turn to share what her life was like since she left her Lowell. It was lonely. Once Lowell had regained his composure he saw Mirana put her face into her hands and sob. He grabbed her wrists and put them on his shoulders and held her as she sobbed to him about all the things that had irritated her like when her sister was being adored by Stayne for so long until he tried to kill her on frabjous day. She also confessed that she was glad her sister could feel the loneliness that she had felt when she returned to Underland.

"I'm not leaving" he told her in a soothing tone. She let go of him for a moment to process what he had told her. He couldnt yet tell if she was pleased or not until she screamed in pleasure and tackled him to the floor placing light kisses along his face. "Marry me" he tried to say, even as she continued to kiss him along his face and shoulders.

She stopped ravishing him and laid on his chest with a small smile of content on her face. He held her and she would be forever his this time.