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The wardrum music of his star came to a slow calm as they arrived. His kingdom was calm. He had returned. Granted, no one was there to greet them, but he had come home. He had come home, his true love's hand in his own. The cold winds picked at his exposed skin, a teasing welcome back to the cold world he called his own. The rubble scattered around the pair was recognizable. They were where he'd arrived the first time. The Villa. No, it was - Memories came like static. Scenes of young men and women hard at work, training to become better, stronger. Him, watching them, looking for who to chose, who was prime who-
Shaking his head, he breathed in the air. Even the scents were familiar.

"We're here." Saying it out loud he realized how..pathetic it must have looked. Broken, abandoned. Red filled his cheeks, nothing to do with the cold. "Um..yeah." He rubbed his head, clearly embarrassed at the state of things. "Welcome home?"

He laughed, body shaking. "God no, we're so far from earth it would take them generations to even think of getting here without magic." He was after her, each step she took, he would take after. He'd explored before, now it was her turn. Would she walk down the hallways barking orders? Or would she glide, the image of beauty the court nobles thought she couldn't posses due to her being a knight from earth? Memories flicking in and out. Tiny ones. It was like his world was telling him in it's own way it remembered her. They were one and the same. The nameless woman that haunted him in past visits was the same one who he'd brought with him now. Lina.
"All senshi have this power, to return to our home worlds. It's odd now though." He stopped his walking. "I feel more relaxed this time, more at peace. When I first came here I was tired. Couldn't return, and we had to use our phone but just now-" A tapestry flapped on the wall, the insignia of the elite branch. Castor shrugged. "I didn't need to."

The ruins gave way to the entrance, wooden doors broken off their hinges from an unseen force. Looking at it Castor glared. He couldn't remember why, the broken doors unsettled him. "But I think my world is..happy? It remembers you. Us. It's hard to explain."
It was. One second he was fine, another he was getting flashed of her face, of her laugh, of them. Different, yet similar. "It knows you, and I-" His eyes moved down her outfit before pausing. A grin breaking out on his lips. "I can certainly recall a few things have not changed. I guess when you were brought back the powers that be granted ah..." Eyebrows wiggled. "A few things from your past. Maybe once we're back on earth we'll need to take you out shopping?"

A gust blew by, tickling at his skin again.

Growling, he followed he. "Don't challenge me Lina, I might just try it. Unlike earth, here in space, no one can hear you scream. Well, except me. But that's okay given the type of screaming." Did he plan to spend the night here? Maybe, he knew it would be cold but a few places they would be warm enough with the furs and safe from the wind's touch.
Outside, the clouds of moving hail that fell harmlessly to the ground passes, the sound a tiny echo like raindrops. The ground was covered in green and the trees alread had buds shooting out, ready to open into various colors. Spring had come early here. Lina's voice shook Castor from his thoughts yet again.

"This was-" Eyes flicked around. Oh. "This was my personal war room. I'd come here to draw up strategies and speak with my men." The explanation came like a second nature. But the vividness came when looking at the painting. "I had that painted shortly before we married. You were my wife, my earthen wife." His fingers brushed the pendant. "And this was my gift of courtship to you, I- I used to be able to do something with it. But I don't remember what. Only that it would make you flustered."

He was grinning like a dope. "I think I have a painting of you naked somewhere."

He was smiling at the painting, recalling how he'd had to bribe her into it and beg her for it. She was strong willed then, just like she was now. Blue eyes darted over to Lina and laughter bubbled out. "You made the same face then where you first saw it. You told me you wanted it else where, someplace no one would see it." He walked over, brushing hair from her neck. "just for my eyes only." Kissing her neck, arms and wings wrapped around her affectionately.
Growling, hands roamed until they wrapped around her, pulling the smaller body into his own. "Mmm Maybe I want a fight. You fought me when no one would have thought to. You challenged me. You were my Daphne." A twitch as he said her name out loud. "....My nymph."

Male pride bubbling up as he was allowed to those moments to know he had her. She was his. HIS. He fought for her, and now he had her. In his defense she'd agreed to it. Not just in this life time, but in the past as well. Ah, the bonds of marriage. And of starseeds and souls. Fingers played with the fringes of her outfit, teasing. "Oh I'm sure if we looked hard enough we could find it. And one day I'll have that photo. One day-" There was his playful tone rushing out, nothing to do with the past, all of it being for the future. Their future. Sure, it was be a fight, but when was love anything but? He was willing to fight. He'd done it for her already, and he wasn't about to stop now.

And when the foot caught his and he went crashing down, Castor was certainly intent of fighting her now. Grunting as landed, he was only able to see her flee around a corner. Smirking, the prince was up and after her in a heart beat, chasing her in and out, through broken gates, past crumbled building, into a place he'd found to be of both sad memories and joyous ones.

A hand grabbed hers and wrapped her in his embrace, wings circleing their lower halves. Flowers yet to blossom and grass shooting from the ground all around them. They were in the broken remain of the royal gardens. The place Castor had found her necklace. They place he knew was important, yet had forgotten why. "Ah, Daphne, you can't escape me. I will chase you until I have you in my arms." He kissed her cheek. "Where I can love you and not worry that you might slip away from me."

He was swaying back and forth, relishing the moment. Lina in his arms, on his home world, the song of his star rumbling like faint melody in the back of his skull. A long time ago they had chased each other, and this life was no different. Lina ran from him, and Castor chased her. No matter what happened the end result was the same, they were bound by love. He couldn't have let her go if he tried. "You're my goddess, my star, my princess, my knight, my everything." He relaxed, arm around her waist, guiding her to in the center of the frozen field. There was something important about this place. About-

Looking down into her eyes Castor was thrown back into a vivid memory.

The screams of men and women, arrows flying and spears thrown into the throng of something. Blood on his hands, his face, his chest. gash in his leg. A stab in his arm. Arrows littering one wing. A spear stuck in his back, his other wing broken and dragged in the once pure blossoms. A woman on the ground, her chest moving slowly. He'd seen her fall. He was close to falling but he could not fall, not until he was able to say he was sorry. Sorry things had turned out like had. He hadn't wanted this. This was not what should have been. This was wrong.
Lifting her into his harms, she was so much smaller now, fragile, weak. Her smile, telling him she got so many. They fell like flies to her. A cheap shot. She was sorry. He was sorry. So sorry. All he wanted was to live with her. Love her. Give her his whole world. But god, it was getting harder to breathe. Warm red blood was pooling under them, a deep wound in her side, the spear in his back now just a throb.

"I love you." The words he'd said to her then, Castor repeated as tears filled his eyes, mind living the vivid memory. "I swear, it won't end here. I won't give you up. I will never give up. Someday we'll have our world. Our life together. I promise you, I won't ever leave you Lina. I love you, and I will be with your forever." Looking at Lina, his lips touched her's. "For eternity." A desperate cry to Cosmos in his heart, to never part from her. To find her again. To live with her again. What was life with out but a walking death? He would die here, but do not grant him a life again without her. His silent prayer before the darkness embraced him, the flowers under them, drowned in red.

The promise he'd made over 2000 years ago. Repeated to her once more. The bond of two starseeds. Of true love. The space cauldron had heard his wish. His prayer. Lina was with him again. Castor's fingers lace in her's. Around them, ice melted at the star grew brighter in the sky, the flowers blooming as the world felt the prince's joy, the warm and heat of his star. Of his love.

All around them, as they stood where they had once died, bright blue daises, the color of Linarite's hair, glittered like gems. The royal garden he'd grown for her. A gift to her. "I love you Daphne." He smiled, the memory washed by the sight of the knight in front of him. "I will never let you go. Not then. Not now." He brought her hand to his lips. Kissing her ring under the glove. "Not ever."

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The tiny moment of silence as he stood there, wing brushing by and petals of blue sapphire blooming under the glowing sunlight as the love of his life spoke of things he could recall in a hazy fog. There were memories here. So many memories. Most them, having to do with her. "You said once you dreamed you could have a garden of daisies the color of you hair." He picked on up, twirling it in his fingers before placing it into on of her braids. "One dream I was able to make into reality." In the distance, loomed the Castle, and for a second Castor knew why he didn't feel inclined to it. The Castle meant nobility. Something...he had not been fond of, even with his given title.

As the moment drifted away, Castor felt a tender smile crawl upon his face as Lina's voice kept filling the air. Taking her in his arms, he held her tight and they fell to the ground, wings quickly wrapping around them, encasing them. "We could stay here. Just the two of us. I'm sure with a bit of work a great many of the old rooms are intact and in just need of some cleaning. Their are fruit trees and I can always hunt and-" His voice weakened. "And then what would we do?" Sighing, his wing fell to his sides, limp. "It would be nice, but...that is what we are born to do." he kissed her forehead. "I'm a senshi, I- I am meant to help others. Protect others. You're a Knight, for all that means. We were not given these power just to hide away." Finger combed her hair idly. "We were given them with a purpose. One of those...being to save lives."

He grinned as she talked, even when getting to that drab and depressing stuff. What was the point of it all? Oh right serious business. Seriously. "Ah, don't worry to much about finding answers right away. They'll come when they come. And hey-" His hands combed in her hair, simple touches bringing more comfort to him as the events of the night sank in. It still didn't seem real, it still seemed like a dream.

The tapping of his breastplate and his eyes snapped open. Oh. Ohhhhh. Was she feeling playful? He hoped so. Okay he was REALLY hoping she was. n his defense they were free to be who they were now. No smoke and mirror. Nothing hidden between them. Eyes glanced down at her chest. Mhmm. Nothing hidden.

"You know...I think there is one place you haven't seen yet." A grin. "Or really, you haven't seen it in 20o0 years. A visit is in order I think."