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The ocean was not gone. Lance felt his heart surge as they crested a hill and he could see the water crash against salt white shores. The air was thick with the smell of it, the sky was the same color as it. Keith stopped his horse close to his looking out over the never-ending waves. Dark strands of hair flew around his face.
“They said it was gone.” his voice is stolen by the crash and retreat of the water. Keith smiled but didn’t say anything.
They rode down to the shore. The ground was course when Lance slid off of his mount, crunching under his boots. Keith grabbed his hand and they walked together towards the surf. Lance crouched brushing his fingers through the froth that was waving between the rocks. IT was frightfully cold, burning his fingertips. He touched the rocks that had turned smooth by the constant wash. It was unlike anything he had ever imagined.
They retreated further up the bank and settled on a softer part of the land. Keith wraps his cloak around both of them and they huddle close together. Lance lays his head on Keith’s shoulders. Relishing in the fact that he could, and that he was here. They had been all over the kingdoms, repairing the damages their absences had caused. Lion was now a part of Altea, as was Balmera and Olkarion. The strength between them was enough that a king was no longer needed. Lance and Keith had left after the last year of the king. Promising their friends that they would return. Pidge had opened the first school that girls were allowed to attend and Hunk had married Shay in the spring. They had traveled with Lance and Kieth to Marmora where they were wed in a grove surrounded by aspen trees in the mountains. Keith had then sought out the maidens his mother had been a part of. They had not welcomed him back, but they heeded his words of change.
Marmora became a military kingdom and most if not all common families had moved to the large central city. Shirogane trained knights and they stood as a stronghold against the ever-elusive Galra who had refused to make any sort of compromise. The return of their prince was the only thing that would ease them. Lotor and Allura happily stayed where they were. Lance and Allura wrote back and forth to each other as much as possible. It was hard though. He and Keith were nomadic, neither being able to stay for long.
“Where are we going to go now?” he asked Keith. Keith shrugged as if he hadn’t a care in the world, and perhaps now he didn’t.
“We can go anywhere you wish to love. We can stay here even, build a house on that hill that overlooks the sea. I’ll go anywhere.”
His lips taste like salt when Lance kisses him. Maybe they could settle here, in this wild and untouched place, but for now, they had a world to see.
~The End~