To My Dearest Stardust, To My Dearest Moony - Fenrys' Mate

Chapter 15 - Sacrifice... Seems Like A Good Way To Go

(I may go back an edit this at some point but my head is blocked. So until I get everything back flowing, I'm going to continue. It's not great but enjoy. Featuring Heath Ledger in A Knight's Tale as Fenrys x)

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Fenrys

It had been a few days- barely that- since arriving home and the city had begun to stir from its slumber. It was a surprise it had taken so long, if surprising at all that the court had demanded some kind of welcome home party or whatever this was.

Flags and banners waved in the calling wind, people from all around the continent had erected stalls of all sizes and colours- though notably mostly the forest green of Terrasen. There were bands of accordion players, violinists, banjo players and sweet symphonies of flutes. Even the odd few fiddle players stirring up a melody that the children had already begun to dance and run around to. Drumming had started a moment later, made from banging of pots and pans, clapping and foot stomping.

And among the prongs of laughing and singing people, danced the wildest heart of them all. Long white hair flowing freely along with the light dress she wore. Her face had dropped slightly from its mirthful glee when spotting me, only for a large, challenging smile to grow in its place.

"Princess." I greeted, pulling her arm to extract her from whatever dance she was indulging in with the locals. Too close. I had pulled her so close that her forehead was a breath away from my lips.

She sighed slightly, like she was completely high from her enjoyment and freedom and shook her head, the light in her eyes blinding. "Not here."

"What?"

"I'm not a princess here." It sounded more like a wish than it did a statement. As much as she loved her people, a crown and a throne would probably seem more like shackles even when she did want to strive towards the better future her mum and dad had always talked about. "I'm not a Galathynius or a Whitethron. I'm not Luna. Just Stardust. Here, I'm just another lost soul that loves to dance among the stars." Her small hands tugged me into the crowd and pulled me into swift movements and steps of an unfamiliar dance.

"Very poetic of you." Her fingers kept a soft yet firm grasp around mine as she twirled and skipped, her sky blue dress flying helplessly behind her.

"Ah, poetry never was my strong suit. Gods it'd make Sam laugh like a madman when I tried to recite them like a bard. Always sends Adelaide ballistic."

"I didn't realise the old crow was still alive, let alone still tutoring you. Gods, she must be ancient. Awful woman." Truthfully, I'd only ever seen her in passing from time to time, but the thought that she'd spat at Luna, calling her disgrace at five years old had my blood boiling in my skin. "How was she was ever allowed to go anywhere near you will be completely beyond me."

"You know mum, she thinks finding a way to drive poor Addie crazy is character building. Some days I feel sorry for her, having to put up with me and Sam. It's even worse when Peter and Henric visit. And Felix... hell she hates him the most." Letting out an airy laugh as I dipped her close to the floor. "There was this one time, I think I must've been... sixteen? Anyway, Felix and Asterin had come to visit-" She was trying to get out over choking down her laughter. "-He set his Wyvern on her! Oh it was awful. Fun... but awful. It didn't go down very well."

"Your parents were mad?"

"Oh god no, they were ecstatic, especially Manon. Elide though..." A ghost like shiver passed through her body and her eyes rolled back slightly, remembering no doubt the day like it was yesterday. "Yeah hers is a bad side I never intend on being on again."