I Will See You Again || antarescorscorpius
Long fingers gripped longer brown hair, sobbing as she broke against his chest. So many years it had been since they’d laid eyes on each other, so many long nights alone, longing for her soulmate. How many tears had she cried? How many smiles had she forced for her people, so that they would not despair with their King’s disappearance. They had known why, but they had still ultimately felt abandoned.
It didn’t matter now, he was here. He had her now, as he’d always had. Serenity leaned her head to his chest as he buried his face in her neck, and she just let herself bask in the memories he brought forth.
She was rising from the Sea of Serenity, and the Galactic Spirits were there to regale her as the new Goddess and Queen of the Moon. Antares and his brothers greeted her. At first, Graffias spoke to her, and even Lesath, the supernova had made his way from his sickbed to greet her.
Serenity remembered the way Antares looked at her, at first. Like she was a child, for she was a few millennia younger than he if they wanted to be technical. And she also remembered the way he continued to look at her, remembered how his expression went from detachment, to interest, to outright jealousy over the course of a hundred or so years.
The way he had proposed, the dance on their wedding day. Their wedding night.. and everything after.
Her cheek nuzzled against his shoulder,
“Always, my beloved, always you have kept your word to me.. one our wedding day, you promised that if ever we were to part, you would find me again,” she leaned back, finally looking at him for the first time, “and you did. You came for me, my love,”
"I will always come for you, my queen," he vowed, a mumbled promise against her hand as his lips brushed her fingers again. He had begun something and it seemed so impossible to stop. So impossible that he daren't even try to reign it it.
"Now, if you will excuse me, my love, it has been far too long and my entire being aches to do this -" a glint of mischief, old and tired but still there behind ancient eyes, fell across his face and he swept her from her feet.
Rising from where he'd sprawled himself in the dirt to embrace her, he held his Serenity the way he had the night they were wed, cradling her like a babe so that he might - after so many years of terrible, forced solitude - meet their lips once more.
