Title: Dangerous Beauty
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Authors Notes: Here it is everyone, the final chapter. This story is now done! Thank you so much everyone for coming back to this story with me after so long. I can't tell you how sorry I am to have made you all wait so long to find out how it ends. I hope you enjoyed it!
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Serenity simple adored the way he smiled when she teased him. She kissed his neck softly, thwarting his efforts to concentrate on whatever he was reading. He softly shook his head, not looking at her.
"You know that you want to give in," she breathed.
He sighed, finally looking at her. "I thought we had a deal."
She pouted. "You said you'd sit with me."
"And you agreed that you would let me finish my work if I did."
She snuggled into his embrace. "Alright, fine," she said in a dejected voice.
He laughed, putting down his papers. "You're impossible."
She turned to smile brightly at him, kissing him fully now that she had successfully gotten his attention.
"Have I told you how much I love you?" She asked.
"Tell me again."
She laughed. "And what have you done to deserve it?"
Kissing him was, by far, her very favorite thing to do. She was certain she could kiss him all day, and she would never tire of it.
"Your majesty, I… Oh! Forgive me."
She sighed dramatically. "You forgot to lock the door," she pouted.
They both look at Kunzite, who was looking at them in annoyance.
"Just for a few hours could you two just…" he sighed. "You're late for a meeting with King Armis from the south. He's come to negotiate peace with you."
"Was I expecting him?"
"Yes. Its been mentioned to you every day for weeks."
Serenity giggled, and Kunzite crossed his arms.
"The drawback of having a beautiful wife is that I never remember what I'm supposed to do if it does not include her."
Kunzite just rolled his eyes.
"How is Mina?" She asked, sitting up straighter.
As usual he relaxed at the mention of her. "She's angry with me."
"Oh dear," Serenity said. "What for?"
"She doesn't like that I interrupt you two so often."
Endymion smiled, picking up his papers again. "I have to go," he said softly. "You can't distract me away this time. It's important."
She nodded. "Would you like me to come?"
"No," he said. "We don't get much done if you appear in front of our guests suddenly. Give me the afternoon, and they can meet you at dinner. But perhaps pay attention, for deceit."
"You ask that of me every time, like you think I might not."
"I would never assume your assistance," he said seriously.
She kissed him softly. "I know. Now go. You can make it up to me later."
He raised an eyebrow. "How kind of you to allow me to do that."
She shrugged. "I'm selfless that way."
She watched him leave with Kunzite, and smiled at the two of them.
The war had ended months ago now, and life had settled down to normalcy. It felt odd: How it was possible to go back to normal after something like that, she had no idea.
She waited a few more minutes before standing up. She pulled on her shawl to keep the cold away and moved to walk out of the room.
The two guards bowed to her, and immediately started following her. She missed Jadeite dreadfully, but now that he and Raye were reunited they had run off together. It made her smile to think about it. Raye had sacrificed her love for Jadeite to find a way to protect her kind from Diamond. She hadn't realized that Jadeite had waited this long for her. They were apparently making up for lost time now.
She walked calmly through the palace, and then outside. She pulled her shawl tighter against the wind and kept going. She found the courtyard, and the barracks. Then she went down into the dungeon.
The prisoners leaned against their bars, trying to touch her. The guards smacked their hands out of the way, but said nothing.
She kept going, all the way to the end, and smiled at Endymion's father.
"How are you feeling today?"
He looked old, and tired. Despite Endymion's commands, he was not treated overly well.
"My cough is better," he said sadly.
"I'm glad," she said gently. "I have some news, and I wanted to tell you before I told Endymion."
He barely looked at her. "Why do you keep coming here?"
She took a moment to sit on the little chair that one of the guards always brought over for her. She made herself comfortable, thanked the guard, and very gently pushed their emotion down so they didn't care about the conversation. They wouldn't think to repeat it to anyone.
"Mina and Kunzite are finally getting married. He marched into Endymion's study, and told him right out that he needed a leave from his post so he could marry her. He said it was an injustice that he hadn't married her years ago. Mina cried, she thought it was so romantic."
"Go away. I don't want to look at you."
She sighed. "Don't you want to hear my news?"
She looked at him sadly, gently touching his emotions. She never manipulated them. What she had done to him had been so vile she couldn't bring herself to even make him happier now. He deserved his own feelings.
"Endymion and I are going to have a baby."
Finally, he did look at her, and his eyes were full of pain. She felt such a swell of pity for him. He had been a good man once.
"I'm a little nervous to tell him. I'm not sure he'll be excited."
"He will be," he said softly. "My son will be happy to learn he's having a family. It's all he's ever wanted, to love and be loved by his family."
She smiled softly. "That's true."
"Go away," he said, sounding more broken now. "Let me die in peace."
"There is no peace to be had down here. You already know that. You think you deserve to be punished, and so you stay down here, and misbehave, so that Endymion will never have an excuse to show you mercy."
He turned away from her, facing the wall, his thin shoulders shaking. He'd lost so much weight. He was a frail, old man suddenly.
"Sometimes life is a strange thing to think about," she said. "I find that I cannot be mad at you, because your actions made Endymion come and find me. In truth, since that moment I have done some truly horrible things. I have witnessed and experienced several nightmares. But now I am happy, and so is your son, and the world is at peace. I cannot be angry that you brought me to this."
"You could make me feel nothing," he said. "You could trap me, like you once did."
She shook her head. "I do not have Diamond's skill in leaving a cage without needing to touch it. I would have to connect myself with you forever, and I will not do that. Unless it is for my safety, or the safety of those I care about, I will not manipulate the emotions another person."
"Do you take away his pain?"
She leaned against the bars. "Endymion finds that his pain slowly fades. I do what I can to make him happy, and he heals on his own."
"You could do more for him."
She smiled softly. "Sometimes, when he feels the pressure of his kingdom strongly, he allows himself to open his feelings to me. I will sooth them, so that when he sleeps he does not have nightmares."
The king nodded. "Good."
"Why should you worry for him now? Why should you care for his happiness?"
"I find that when I don't look at him, I can more easily think of him as my son."
Endymion had told her what his father had said, about him looking like the soldier his mother had been unfaithful with. She could understand a little of what that might feel like.
"Then I am happy to tell you your son improves every day. He smiles more every day. He struggles less, every day."
"And his children will have the power of the gods."
"I'm not sure," she admitted. "There are not many children of half gods around yet. We cannot predict what they will be able to do. But at least now they will live in a world that will not shun them. They will be loved and cherished, and we will guide them in their abilities."
"Go away," he said again. "Go and be with him. Don't visit me again."
She smiled. "I will visit you every day, until I'm certain you understand that with your son, a man with a heart strong enough for anything, it's never too late for redemption. In the end, he didn't have to fight you. You defeated yourself. Diamond was the real enemy."
But she did stand up and brushed off her skirt. "If you think he will be excited, I will tell him immediately. I won't hesitate."
He didn't say goodbye, but she felt that he was heartened by her news. A child born of his son. Even in his cold dark heart, in this cold dark place, he felt the happiness of it.
"I will see you again tomorrow, father in law."
She left then, and the guards quickly followed behind her.
Endymion smiled the moment he saw her. He had to ignore the startled gasps of their guests. It was always the same when she first entered the room.
But she ignored them as well, and went straight towards him, kissing him immediately. She liked forcing him to show her affection in public. It made her smile, because it was uncharacteristic for him to show his feelings at all. Because it made her smile, he never hesitated to do it.
"You look beautiful," he said.
She laughed. "One day you will say I do not look quite as beautiful as usual, and I will consider that a compliment."
He took her hand, kissing it gently, and then turned to his guest.
"Your majesty, may I present to you my wife, Queen Serenity."
The king started, and awkwardly bowed low, obviously affected. "My lady, it is an honor to make your acquaintance."
"I am happy to meet you," she said smiling. "I hope you have been made to feel welcome in our home."
"Yes, my lady. We have been treated very well."
"I'm glad to hear it."
He stared openly at her.
Endymion sometimes tired of the way people looked at her. But it only took a glance at her, to see her looking the same way at him, and he'd feel relieved. He could not possibly doubt her feelings for him. It didn't matter who looked at her, as long as she looked at him.
"I had a letter form Raye today," she said, as he led her towards the dinner table.
"I hope she and Jadeite are doing well."
"Very well, it seems. Although Tilda is driving Raye crazy. She can't stand all the flowers. But Tilda returns just in time for the spring festival, so the gardens here will be very beautiful."
He smiled, pulling her chair out for her before taking his seat beside her. She turned her attention to their guest.
"You must tell me about your home. Is it as green as it is here?"
He cleared his throat. "No, my lady. It is much too dry to be so green. But we find beauty in our deserts."
"I should love to see a desert. But I'm afraid it would be unwise for me to travel in my current condition."
"Your condition, my lady?" He asked, concerned.
"Yes, I found out only yesterday that I am with child."
Endymion dropped his glass, and it clattered across the table, spilling his wine. He looked at her wide-eyed, totally shocked.
She smiled at him. "I hope you wanted a family. I'm afraid there's no stopping it now."
Their guest smiled at the scene, amused by her antics.
"Are you sure?" Endymion all but whispered.
She nodded. "It has been absolutely confirmed."
And finally Endymion moved, and he pulled her into his arms, and kissed her so passionately that it made her blush.
Kunzite cleared his throat in annoyance.
"Oh hush," Mina said, smacking his arm. "You're just jealous."
Serenity laughed, holding him tightly. "So you're happy then."
"Were you in doubt that I would be?" He breathed.
"Not in doubt, only… nervous."
"Don't ever be nervous to give me news like this. If we have a hundred children, I will love every one as fully as possible. "
"I could not possibly have a hundred. I should lose my beauty for sure."
"I doubt that's possible," their guest said.
She smiled at him. "I hope you will celebrate with us today."
"We are to be part of your husband's peace. It is a day for many celebrations, it seems."
Mina clapped her hands happily. "That means we must have cake. Lots of cake. Cake for days!"
"You will be sick for days," Kunzite said.
Mina rolled her eyes. "If you at least pretend to be happy today, I will reward you handsomely."
Kunzite looked at Endymion and Serenity. "Congratulations, on your happy news."
Endymion laughed. "It almost sounded like he meant that."
"Oh he's happy," Mina said. "He'll talk about nothing else later. Don't worry Serenity, I will tell you all about it."
She was happy. Serenity was so happy in this moment, overall, that she couldn't even comprehend it. She looked at Endymion, who's attention was on her.
"You have to eat," he said. "We have to make sure you're as healthy as possible."
She held his hand tightly. "Don't start fretting so quickly. There are still months to go. If you constantly fret, I will grow annoyed with you. You don't want me to be annoyed with you, do you?"
He rolled his eyes. "I suppose not."
"Good," she said with a smile. "Then I agree with Mina. We should have cake. And for the first course."
Endymion watched her sleep, his beautiful wife. She lay soft and innocent in his arms, breathing smoothly. Sometimes all he could do was look at her. In every way, she took his breath away.
When he was certain she was asleep, he very carefully untangled himself from her. She sighed, reaching for him, but was too lost in her dreams to hold on. He slid easily from the bed, immediately missing her warmth.
He pulled on his clothes, not caring to fix them properly. His long black coat covered them anyway. Half-heartedly he brushed his hair down, and then quickly left the room.
The palace was dark, but peaceful. The tense uncertainty was gone from their entire kingdom. People just lived. He didn't fear for every dark corner, and he hadn't for a long time.
He smiled to himself as he emerged outside into the cool night air. It was still cold, spring not quite touching them yet. But it didn't matter. A baby. It wasn't planned, but they also hadn't been careful. He thought it was simply known that if it happened, they would both be happy.
Her method of telling him was so like her. Teasing and shocking, so that his reaction could not be controlled. He shook his head, loving her more in that moment then he knew was possible.
The guards let him into the barracks, and he made his way down to the dungeons. Some flames were lit, but it was mostly dark. Very few souls moved. There weren't many prisoners left.
His father was sitting up, reading. Endymion made sure to duck behind the stone wall, out of sight. It was strange, but he understood that his father's hatred came at the sight of him.
"I offer my congratulations."
Endymion smiled gently. "I see you've heard."
His father closed his book, but didn't turn to look at him. They never looked at one another, not anymore. The few times Endymion had come down here, he'd kept behind this stone wall.
"It will be a beautiful child."
"Yes, I believe so," Endymion said. "I can't imagine a child of hers being anything but beautiful."
There was silence for a few moments between them.
"Why are you here?"
In truth, he didn't know. He was about to be a father. Wasn't it natural that he should wish to talk to his own father? Serenity's father, Lord Tsukino, would probably be a better father to speak to. He and his son had spent some months in the palace, and had only recently gone home. They would be called back with the news.
"She visits you every day."
The old king snorted.
"I'm glad," Endymion said softly. "Seeing her must give you some comfort."
"Go away Endymion."
Endymion smiled, taking a slow breath. "I hope one day you can forgive me."
"I thought you were blameless in all this."
"No," he said softly. "I am not afraid to take on my share of the blame. I did so many things wrong. But the only thing I can do now is protect my family, and my kingdom, to the best of my abilities. And you, father, are still my family, no matter what has come between us in the past."
"Then you are a fool."
Endymion nodded, and pushed himself off the wall. "And a fool I will stay, a fool in happiness. Today has been another day I will count as one of the happiest of my life. That list is getting quite long now. She has a way of making me think every day is perfect. Goodnight, father. Say hello to my wife for me, next time she visits you."
He left then, not waiting for his father's response. He wouldn't get one. It was all right.
"Your majesty," a guard bowed as he passed.
Endymion nodded to him.
He emerged into the courtyard, and the cold once again wrapped around him. He shivered, but kept walking. He saw Deimos before he reached him.
"You're up late," he said.
Deimos smiled shyly. "I was working and lost track of time."
Endymion put a hand on his shoulder, and they walked together. "You have become quite absorbed in your work."
"It is a worthwhile task, your majesty."
"I agree. And I am glad you attack it with such zeal. Where do you go next?"
"To the east. There is a woman there whom I believe can change the way one feels about their food."
Endymion laughed. "An odd skill to have."
Deimos nodded. "Yes, but she is quite happy where she is. She may not want to leave."
"It is only for us to offer a safe home and a place where they are welcome. If they have found that elsewhere, then we are happy for them."
"Can I ask something of you, my king?"
Endymion stopped to face him. "Of course you may, Deimos. Anything at all."
"I should…" he fidgeted then. "I do not wish you to think I am not honored to be here, in Elysium. This kingdom has become my home, and I am very happy here."
"I know that. No one doubts your loyalty."
He sighed. "I should like to see if I can find where we came from. Originally."
"You mean the home of the gods, wherever it is."
He nodded. "I'm not sure how to go about looking for it, but my reach grows every day. I believe at some point, I will reach the edge of the land, and find new terrain we never knew about."
Endymion thought about that quietly for a moment, and then nodded. "It brings forward my anxiety, to think of beings even more powerful. But I could not refuse you seeking out your ancestors."
"If they proved to be as corrupt as those from the great wars, we would not wish to become part of them."
Endymion nodded. "Perhaps keep me informed, so we are not caught off guard."
"I will. Thank you, your majesty."
Endymion hurried back to his room, eager to get back to his wife.
She was exactly where he'd left her, sleeping spread across his pillow. He smiled, quickly stripping off his clothes and sliding into the bed. He gently lifted her, to lay her across his chest.
"You're cold," she pouted sleepily.
He kissed her softly. "Go back to sleep. I will warm up in a moment."
She sighed, curling up against him. She was asleep in seconds.
It was his favorite thing to do, just watching her. He gently brushed her golden hair back, and caressed her face.
"A baby," he whispered, and then kissed her softly. "This child will know nothing but love. I swear it."
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