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To Find Edward

Marguerite is oblivious as she folds Arthmael's body into beautiful silhouettes. Following the familiar choreography, she dances relentlessly. Grand Jete! Penche! followed by a series of graceful pas de chats. All concatenated in front of the enthralled emperor. When the music reaches the outro in a full stop, Marguerite falls gracefully on the floor in a pose. She stays there and waits for the king to tell her she can leave. She stays on the ground for a long time but hears nothing from him. Wondering if she did anything wrong, she wants to lift her head to look at the king's face, but quickly remembers the warning he gave her. If she disrespects him any further, who knows what he might do to her. She suddenly feels her chin being lifted, her eyes meet the hazels of Demian. She forgets to breathe and falls from her pose onto the floor. She doesn't have time to regain her senses before two strong arms lift her off the floor. She is about to question him on his weird behaviour when her mouth is suddenly covered by his in a kiss. ------------------------------------------------- Marguerite is very talented. She has a beautiful voice, a great passion for music and various talents in the arts. Unfortunately, her bright future gets compromised when she is forced to leave her world to fulfill the wish of someone else. Marguerite wanting to go home as soon as possible, accepts. However things turn out quite unexpected for her. The cover belongs to the rightful owner. If you are the owner of the art and want me to take it down, DM me on discord burlesque_dancer#2837

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It's a long way down to the bottom of the river (music)

Eventually, Marguerite stops speaking. She doesn't have anything left to say.

This is the time for him to make her forget and comfort her.

He knows what will cheer her up.

"Marguerite, look outside."

She follows his voice and looks out to the moon hanging out in the sky.

Jurian takes her hand and they both go out to sit on a log near the river.

The view here is breathtaking. The fauna is everywhere, taking over the entire place. The greenery is refreshingly beautiful. The air is languid and the aroma rejuvenating.

Jurian goes to get some freshly cut dry logs to make a fire, and soon the originally refreshing smell becomes even more nostalgic.

Just like when she would go hiking in the forest in Norway, the smell of the bonfire fills her soul with a sort of satisfaction she completely forgot could exist.

"Do you want to sing?"

Jurian proposes to cheer her up with some songs.