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The morning air was cool, sweet as she waited for him. Robb. A soft smile lit her face as she shivered in the breeze. Drawing his borrowed, stolen... Robb's shirt tighter around her body, around her shoulders, she took a step closer to the sea and to the friend that was slowly waking. Her hand and gaze tilting upwards as she stared at her beloved friend, Sol.

Whispering a soft prayer, closing her eyes in the old forgotten magic, she took a step further into the water and let the water wash over her. Almost forgetting where or who she was. She was Delirium, Delight, Del. Tempus Frangit. Time had changed her, time had broken her but now she was older and now she was stronger. Because of her cage, because of him, because of everything that had happened. She was stronger, she didn't need to hold onto the old hurt anymore.

"It's okay, it's okay now..." Del whispered, letting her fingertips brush the water before she opened her eyes. Head turning and smile lighting up her face as her mismatched eyes caught sight of the man who made her stronger, who made her weaker. The man that she loved. Wading back in, she moved up the beach quickly before coming to a sudden stop in front of him. "Good morning Robb Stark."

Leaning up onto her tiptoes, Del went to kiss him before turning her head and brushing her lips against his cheek. "Good morning Robb."

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"How often is not often?" Robb asks curiously, easing Del against his side, enjoying the way she fits there. "Years, lifetimes...?"

Her eyes close shut, inhaling the warm smell of winter- of Robb as he eases her close to his side. Running her face against his body, Del smiled before turning her head to look up at Robb.

"Many years, many lifetimes." Del said simply. Sissy knew how short or long human lifetimes could be. "The next one isn't for another hundred years or so."

Some human lifetimes are very short indeed, but those are never the ones men measure by. "Then I'm glad to see it," Robb says simply. The stars are different than the ones they have at home, and their omens are too. But he is not a maester or a magician to read portents in their movements.

"Peachy keen," Delirium said happily, turning around and wriggling out of Robb's grasp. Turning all of a sudden, Del reached back for his hand with a smile before tugging him towards the blanket that she had gotten. Where they could lay against the sand and the rocks and watch her beautiful Sol rise. "He looks so different now, Sol, to what I remember. Human eyes weren't meant to see, perceive."

"Human eyes were definitely not meant to stare at the sun," Robb says dryly, following her to the blanket. "It makes us see spots."

"Yes but he looks like a big ball of light, gas but he is not like that. He's small, tiny, really and he has very funny hair made from orange light that sticks up like this." Del let go of his hand placing her hand on top of her head and wriggling it back and forth in imitation of spikey, flaming hair. "And I brought a thingymajigger so we could watch it without spots."

Del flounced on the blanket, stretching her bare legs out and squirming until she was mostly comfortable.

Robb really doesn't care too much what the sun looks like. He stretches out on the blanket, wrapping an arm around Del and easing her against him, the other hand folded behind his head.

Looking down at the arm wrapped around her, Del smiled as Robb pulled her down with him and eased her close. Sliding her leg over his, Del settled her head against his shoulder and smiled happily. Brushing her fingertips across his shoulders and down his arms, Del turned her head to watch Sol.

"Sol used to hope that his sleeping planet would waken and that the dreams of his people, his humans, would be happy. I am not his, I'm human but not but I think... I'm happy." Del said quietly. Del smiled, looking at Robb so very softly as she brushed her hand against his cheek. "You make me very happy Robb. And it has been a very long time since I felt... like this."

Whole.

Robb smiles a little, turning to face her, brushing the pad of his thumb across her lips. "I don't think I'll ask what you mean by a long time, this time," he says lighty, and kisses her.

Her lips tugged into a soft smile beneath his thumb, smiling as he leaned in towards her and kissed her. Her hand slid along his side, around his back as she pressed herself against him, smiling the entire time as he kissed her and she kissed him back.

"If you did want to know Robb, I would tell you." Del said simply, pressing her fingertips against the muscles in his back and stretching her hand flat against him. "I would tell you everything."

Things that she had not told anyone, not even her sister and not even Destruction who had held her whilst she changed.

"I know," Robb says, his fingertips brushing across the line of her cheek. "But I think there are some things my brain wasn't meant to understand."

"Like the fact that I love you? I think that would be very easy to understand," Del said with a smile. She turned into his touch, her cheek brushing against his fingertips before she turned a little more and kissed the pads of his fingers. "But there are things that humans, mortals, immortals, even my siblings weren't meant to know. So, hmm maybe you are right."

Her hands slid up his back, pressing beneath his clothes and sliding along the warmth of his muscles and flesh. Sighing happily, Del moved closer before looking at Robb.

"We will miss the event if you keep distracting me Robb Stark."

"Most incomprehensible of all," Robb says, because sometimes it is. Then her hands are sliding along his skin, and he'd probably forget about the transition of Venus or whatever it is, if she hadn't called his attention back to it. He laughs. "I should stop doing that, then."

"Yes, you should Robb Stark." Delirium replied, her voice only a fraction serious as she smiled. Her body pressed tight against him as she dragged her nails down his back lightly before curling up into two tight fists at the base of his spine. Leaning up Del kissed Robb softly, lips lingering on his for a few moments more before she pulled away.

Reaching across Robb, Del pulled the pinhole box towards them and popped it in front of Robb. "We can use this, then we can see it and your... everything won't distract me."

Robb is not sure he believes the last part, but he's terribly curious about the box. "What is it?"

"It's to see the sun silly and Venus. The light comes through this tiny hole here," Del reached for his hands and covered them with her own as she brought his fingertips up to the hole. "And because distance and peachy keen things its image, is bigger than the hole and the light can be seen here and so we can see the sun and then we can see Venus in shadow moving across it. And so humans can see the sun."

"Without hurting our eyes," Robb finishes; he'd only understood the most basic parts but when she puts it all together, it does make sense.

"Without hurting our eyes. Especially your eyes, they are one of my favourite parts. Not my favouritist though," Delirium replied, squirming a little until Robb's arm was around her and she was comfortable by his side. Peeking through her fingers, Del looked up for a brief second before adjusting the pinhole camera so they could see

"I very much like yours," Robb says, before he can really think about it. It's true; her odd heterochromatic eyes fascinate him. He eases her against him, falling silent to watch this transit of Venus thing happen.

"They used to be blue, just blue." Del said a little wistfully before letting out an excited gasp as she looked at the tiny dark dot moving across the paper. Venus. She had wished she could see it properly but she didn't mind it like this, not when Robb was holding her close and she felt whole. "It's beautiful."

Robb watches in silence for a moment, arms loosely around Del. "...I don't think I'd quite realised how big the sun is, compared to us," he admits quietly, watching the tiny speck of a planet cross the image of the bigger, glowing star.

"Sol is not big, he is very small... ohoh you mean compared to us now. Hm, yes he is. He is very large, smaller than a lot of the other stars but bigger than humans. Rao was very big and Gethie, they are both stars too. No, were stars." Del said pressing her head against Robb's shoulders. Some days she wished she could take him home to her realm but then the reality settled in and she realised she wanted anything but that. She did not wish him to change ever. Not for her, not because of her. "It is because of the distance, we think Sol is small and tiny but he is large and powerful and he loves his planet. Earth especially. He waited for years for it to wake."

"There was a star here, before," Robb says thoughtfully. "The girl with the purple skin, do you remember?" He hadn't known her well, but he remembers her. It's good, he thinks, to remember all of them, even the ones you barely spoke to, if you can. It means they were real.

"Trance, her name was Trance. She is hmm the avatar of the Vedran sun, like Sol is the avatar for Earth's sun." Del said smiling happily at the memory of Trance as she slid her hand across Robb's chest. Her gaze still on the box but her attention definitely elsewhere for the moment. "There were more. Trance and Yvaine, she was a falling star."

"Yes," Robb says, after a moment to think back, his fingers stroking absently over Del's arm. "I remember her, too. So strange to think about, but I suppose not for you. Some of the rest of us are not used to people who aren't people."

Her smile grew a little at the touch, the brush of his fingers against her skin. It was a simple human thing, so soft and sweet but it reminded of who she was. It connected her to Robb, to herself, to the world here. It kept her from wandering too far.

"Is it strange? I suppose, I am not used to Robb Stark's after all. They are very nice, I am definitely not used to Robb Stark kisses." Del said taking her eyes off the box and leaning up to press a light kiss against his jaw. "It's different. I'm not used to people seeing me. It can be very lonely and very overwhelming being what-who I am."

"It must be," Robb says earnestly, "and I do not begin to understand it." He's all right with this; he's never been a man to try and second-guess the gods, and that seems to essentially be what Del is, though whether she's more like one of the Seven or the children of the forest, he doesn't know.

"I don't mind, that is my duty and my responsibility. It is hard, it was hard, it is hard but I don't mind. It is who and what I am, it will always be a part of me. Just as being a King, a Lord, a father will always be a part of you Robb Stark." Del said simply, smiling warmly. Her brothers hadn't understood their responsibility, one had left and the other had died. But Del knew, she knew far more than her siblings gave her credit for. "Look she is leaving. Goodbye Venus, see you in another hundred or so years."

Robb can understand that--being a lord and a king and gods know a father are not easy things either, but they are part of his makeup now, indivisible from the rest of him. He turns his attention back to the littel box, watching the small darker dot make the end of its journey across the bigger, brighter one.

Del smiled, waiting until the last part of Venus had left her Sol. Turning towards Robb, Del pressed both her hands against his cheeks before kissing him impulsively as she slid onto his lap.

"We should watch the stars always together," Del murmured against his lips with a happy smile.

He gathers her up, holding her loosely against him. "It is nice, isn't it?"

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