Luna Felix

64 | Silent Morning Rides

The song above is so good!

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REI'S POV - A few months later

"Hey wake up, WAKE UP!"

That was what I heard before the lovely blanket was pulled off me by my dear Felix. 4:00 AM was visible on our new clock which we installed because someone was conscious of how they can't see time in the dark anymore.

"Why am I being blessed this early in the morning, Fefe?" I groan as I sit up.

"Dress up baby, we are going somewhere!" She whispers as she tries to pull my body off the bed. She wasn't successful.

"Uh but why?" I whine at the lack of sleep. We have been up late at night finalizing the details of her coronation ceremony. I am thankful she stopped me from making it a big event like I wanted and rather have a charitable approach. Because if a small ceremony takes so long to plan and execute, I might have taken serious damage doing a big one.

"Please baby." She pleads. And I am instantly out. It's been a lovely change seeing her being all politely requested because I know how hard it is for her, to ask for anything upright.

I hop into the shower knowing she will hang some clothes if she thinks I need something specific. And sure enough, she had hung a hoodie and jeans. Wherever she wanted us to go, we must be lowkey.

Once dressed we are dressed casually, we quietly make our way through the castle. The decorations looked beautiful even in the dark low light. I looked at each with pride as I was put in charge of them. Forgoing flowers, I choose fabrics and stars. Blue, Red and Black, with soft celestial inspiration, is what I choose. I hope it compliments Felix's dress.

We get into her jeep, as she drives and I belt myself in the passenger seat. The silence of the morning affects us as we too don't talk much. Just acting on each other energies. And that is the kind of love I always wanted. Understanding each other's silence and being each other's peace.

As the first rays of the sun start lighting the area around us I whisper, "Where are we going such last minute?"

"It is a big day for me, for us." Felix answers as her hair flows in the air, her eyes on the road, "I wanted us to go see my mom."

"There is a flower shop on the way. Do you want to make a stop there?" I suggest instantly.

"That would be lovely." She turns to smile at me softly.

By the time we reached the flower shop, the sun was a little more prominent. Hopefully, the flower shop owner was actually in the shop taking the delivery for his flowers. Once he knew our purpose, he was kind enough to help us even though his shop wasn't technically open.

As we were selecting flowers, I pointed to the Dahilia's, "Those are my apology flowers, I always take some to my mother, whenever I have upset her." I whisper.

"Which colour?" She asked me.

"The crimson ones and I mix some white in too. They are her favourite too."

She looks contemplative as she chooses her different bunch. While I continue telling all the flowers I know. This conversation followed as we got back on the road.

"You know the last time I got Mum Dahlia was when the ball held," I said with nostalgia.

"Wow, that was so long ago." Felix resonates.

"It was, I was late to my own ball. Mother was rightly upset."

She smirks at me, "Do you know what the Dahlias took mean?"

"I don't know, what does it mean?" I ask as i only knew that these crimson were called 'black'.

I was met with silence. I waited for her answer, but I didn't get any answer.

"Hey tell me."

She chuckled, "No I am not."

"Come on don't do that to me." I insist.

"Nope." She denied.

"Then at least tell me why weren't you at the ball?" I ask now that I remember that night.

She sighed, "Umm it's because I never wanted to find anyone. It won't be worth risking my heart or that person. I also was actively running away from responsibility."

"How?" I asked discovering something new about her.

"I didn't think I would be a great leader. I was too individualistic in my approach towards problems. It mattered more to me that I did it because I didn't trust anyone else's work. And it was a perfectionist mindset. You can get away with it on a small scale but not on a large one. A leader needs to delegate, foster growth, and help with mistakes. It was too much for me."

I hear her honesty and contemplate, "What made you choose to stay with me then?"

"At first, I was ready to give it a try looking at you because I knew you won't let me make mistakes....." She trails off, looking at me as she parks outside the cemetery. Then I stayed because you made me feel like I belonged. I wanted to earn your trust, help you, and learn from you."

And I didn't need a mirror to know what a proud smile I was spotting at that moment.

"Thank you for staying. I am grateful for everything and above all I am grateful for your presence." I admit.

"Even after everything?" She whispers.

I smile and reach for her hand, "Especially after everything." I squeeze her hand, "I have never for a second regretted us. Only regretted not enjoying our time. In those grounds, I felt. . . ." my chest tightens at the mere memory of that moment, ".....as if I won't survive a single moment without you. And I stand by it. So please, it was a pleasure. It was always my pleasure to be around you."

She caught a tear that had slipped my eye but other then than we sat in silence basking in each other's presence.

"Come let us hurry, we need to return too. I have to get ready for the ceremony." 

I nod, "I love that we are distributing food and necessities to people as part of your coronation celebration." 

"I know, I am nice like that," She flips her hair sarcastically, "Now come."

"Yes, Mam," I mutter as we get out of the jeep. 

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