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Maybe Not Her Mother....

Despite being such a beautiful sunny day, Lucette only felt like she was standing underneath a dark storm cloud. This emotional dark cloud only made her more upset. While everyone else was gifting flowers and objects to their mothers, she was laying a wreath of flowers on her mother’s grave. 

“It’s not fair.” She mumbled to herself, blinking quickly to push back her tears. Everyone else was dressing up in bright colors and laughing and talking with their mother’s while here she was, dressed head to toe in black, kneeling before her mother’s grave. She shouldn’t be here. Her mother shouldn’t be underground. She should’ve been waking up to her daughter and husband bringing her breakfast in bed. Sailing through the skyways to her favorite islands. Running through flower filled meadows, barefoot and laughing. 

“And yet, here I am. Wallowing under a perpetual cloud that only darkened on this special day.” 

“Indeed, but it is only reasonable and expected of you to be here on this day.”

Startled, Lucette spun around to see a familiar beautiful clockwork standing a few feet behind her. Queen.

“Queen. What are you doing here?” She questioned.

“Looking for you. Protecting you. Supporting you.” Queen replied, smoothly making her way over to the saddened princess and kneeling next to her, her eye holes fixated on the grave. Lucette felt comforted by her presence. Though Queen wasn’t her mother and can’t replace her mother, no one could, but Queen did a good job supporting her like one. 

“Thank you, Queen.”

“It is my pleasure, colombina.” 

And when the women made their way home to the palace, Lucette’s mourning veil was off her head and Queen had a gentle arm wrapped around her shoulder.