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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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"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?"