Thinking about how Queen Clairon and Lord Milori probably became like teenagers all over again, sneaking off together, giggling and holding hands constantly, trying to make up for all the lost time, but also not being able to stop this young feeling as their love was put on pause and they are simply continuing from where they were, furthermore, the energy and life their love brings each other, being reunited brought back hope and peace. I love them dearly and I think Fairy Mary and Dewey (The keeper) are absolutely sick of them.












