PAX AM DAYS ; open, 200th post

[Margaery]

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Had it not been for Lilyspoise, Margaery would not still be here - living, breathing, enjoying her life for what it was. No, she would have once more perished at the claws of Suiteheart, repeating a part of her history that she  admittedly preferred to just forget. Her daughter had saved her, of all people, and she couldn't be more grateful. However, the chocolate point was practically forced to ignore the part about Lil forgetting she and Suite; She couldn't deal with that pain. Lil had made that decision on her own and if she didn't wish to live with the memories of her mothers, then nobody could make her. Margaery had resigned to simply accepting that reality... there was no other way.

Perhaps one day, Lil's memories would return to her. Until then, she'd give her daughter the space she needed to breathe and continue on living within the Ascendants, her love for the other never once fading. She was her mother, that much could never change, and she was sure that things would work out in all of their favors in the end.

They're receive a blissfully sweet and soft epilogue... just as they deserved. 

On that particular afternoon, Margaery had been lounging around casually within the Observatory. It was strange to see her cooped up indoors where she usually was outside tending to her gardens, but the Starstruck Guardian was a little more bent on avoiding the sun today. She had been a little looser on how long she stayed exposed to it and her skin, though hidden by fur, felt uncomfortably warm and a bit burnt. She supposed it was just another thing to thank her darling family for- they certainly knew how to pass along all the good genes.

Releasing a faint sigh, Margaery would idly rise to her paws before a wave of joy crashed into her. She knew that such originated from her wife but she couldn't explain the reason until she heard her voice.

And then...

It clicked.

Her seat was abandoned in an instant, long limbs carrying the chocolate point with graceful speed towards her wife. Her beautiful, beautiful wife. There she was- white fur, the prettiest blue eyes she'd ever seen, and of course, a much smaller, more feline form... this was indeed Suiteheart.

Without even a word of greeting, Margaery attempted to launch herself onto her wife, hoping to tackle her to the ground. A little rough for the rose queen, yes, but she didn't care. Suiteheart was back and things were once more resembling normalcy.

[color=#b14767]"Mea vita," She breathed, for some reason choosing to finally greet her wife in Latin, of all things. She was fluent, much to the surprise of others, but strayed away from the language due to a plethora of personal reasons. Using it now just felt right though, and she laughed. [color=#b14767]"Your eyes... the prettiest eyes I've ever seen. I've missed this version of you," She confessed, tears pooling now in her own gray eyes.

Did your powers start working again, darling? Are you glad to be back in something a bit more manageable? She would inquire through their bond, paying no mind to the tears that slid freely down her cheeks. I guess none of that really matters though... You're back... And I love you...

[color=#b14767]"I love you so much."