A/N: While we got a couple of cute moments post TF arc, I still needed to see some _actual_ interaction between Mairin and Alain after everything was over. There was so much they should have talked about, but I’m probably covering only a small part of it in this fic. And the hug. The damn hug I needed and never got (well. At least act 3 exists and no one can take that away from me). I’m keeping this rather platonic as this is happening right after Kalos has been saved.
Everything was calm and quiet. The people who had been a part of the events of that day had started to return to their respective residences, and those who weren’t able to leave immediately for one reason or another, stayed at Hotel Anistar for the night. It was located near the Sundial that was shining brightly and calmingly in the moonlight.
Mairin couldn’t sleep. Too much had just happened, a lot of it she couldn’t even understand. Why had Lysandre been like that? What exactly had happene