Chapter Text The fifth lie she ever tells is when she's 18, it's her coronation and she is shaking hands and anxious breaths in her ice blue dress that matches her now turned dull blue eyes. The gown is gorgeous, an ice blue like she said with a bateau/boat neckline, light blue lace and white flowers adorning her chest until it puffs out at her cinched in waist, and underneath she wears the tallest snow white heels that make her even more taller so that she towers everyone at 7 feet tall. Her hair is flowing effortlessly to her back, pinned back and curled to perfection, shimmering white and blue eyeshadow on her eyelids and flowing blonde lashes, already cherry pink lips finished off just a bit with lip gloss and dusted, blushed cheeks. She is truly a sight, a turned ice cold queen so beautiful and strong that she will no doubt be a fierce ruling queen to be written in the books for her glory and she still is panicking in the hallway that leads to the doors of the coronation room, downing the purest Mewni water and wheezing into a paper doesn't even know why she's panicking, she knows she won't disappoint in a dress like this and her people love her now anyways, and even if they didn't it's not like there would be any rebellion of any sort, she was supposed to be one of the most powerful beings in all the multiverses. She's beauty and grace and there is nothing at all to panic about, yet she is close to tears and if she cries she'll ruin her makeup and then ruin everything. She is shaking and breathing fast, she doesn't feel calm at all, and it doesn't help that there's a crowd of people that she loves and fears, her subjects and the royals who wait and she can't even steadily keep her hands she hears a knock at the beginning of the hall, and she turns to see him leaning on a archway in a stunning red suit and his messy brown mops and she is breathless."Afternoon, Queen."She told herself she wouldn't cry and she won't but she's close to tears when he runs up to her, and she drops her glass of water and he takes her in his arms, and mother of Mewni she's cramping in this awful attire but he feels so soft at the touch. "Oh, Marco." She whispers, voice choking up as he runs soft hands on her back to calm her, and she runs her hands through his ruffled, brown hair that she loves. If anyone were to walk in on them, at first glance they'd be lovers, and that's what makes her let go because they are so utterly not."Hey, you ready to rule a kingdom?"He nervously laughs, and it's refreshing to know someone is nervous for her too. "Oh, heavens no." She mumbles, and it almost shocks her at how posh she's gotten, how different she's gotten in the past 4 years since everything, but there's no time to dread on that now. He takes her hand in his, squeezes it tight and with just that look she crumbles at his touch, how he looks at her like she holds the galaxies at her touch, when really he's the one who holds it in his eyes. "No, you'll do great, I know it's been a while but, I believe in you, you're going to do great." He stutters out, red cheeks and suddenly she feels 14 again, realizes how tall and filled out he's gotten and the turned stubble into a small beard on his chin but he still feels like the Marco from 4 years ago. "Really?" She whispers into the air, can almost feel the 14 year old Star in her voice and in her soul, misses that fun loving girl that used to be her 4 years ago. She hasn't felt young in so long."Of course! Go get that crown Star, you're going to do great things in that crown and with that status of 'Queen Star.'"And the tears almost fall out at that, and he switches his hands from in hers and places them on her cheeks, lets her hold his wrists in hers. Their faces are inches apart and she wishes she could drag his lips on hers, but all she does is shakily smile into his hands, and she doesn't expect anything from their position, they are just best friends who are now somewhat strangers, but she's thankful for times like these where he is hers again, where he is her best friend who will do anything for yet he kisses the top of her head and she is turned into a wildfire at his touch, and her shivers have cooled down into warmth, and she finally lets the tears out, lets them fall down her cheeks as she grins to her ears. "Hey! Don't cry, you have to be out in less than two minutes! Oh god I'm such an idiot I'm sorry for making you cry!" And now he's the one panicking, but he doesn't even know that she feels calm because of the kiss, that this is a blessing and she feels reborn at his touch."Don't worry, Marco, I'm ok, I'm ok."And she laughs into the air, grabs his shoulders as the tears fall and she whispers something under her breath as she grips the wand through her silk dress that is tied to her slender leg, and with that her makeup is waterproof. "Oh god, I should've known you'd just use magic to fix this." He laughs back, still wipes away her tears and her laughing has stopped, has turned into a small smile as she watches him with careful eyes, how soft he is with her, and she wishes with all her might that he was hers, and she feels everything for him in this moment."I love you."She whispers, but when the words leave her lips his fingers have stopped and her cheeks have turned a bright pink, her hearts glittering and dancing red. "Oh gosh, I mean I love you as a friend! Thank you for always being there for me!" She stutters, her face burning red but when she sees him smile, she doesn't know if she's thankful or not when he boyishly laughs. "I love you too, Star, you're the best friend a guy could have!" And when he holds her again, she shivers, because even though he's burning warm she feels so cold."Yeah, best friend, you too."She mumbles, and she shouldn't feel sad, she should feel happy, but she feels as cold as her dress when he lets her go. "I should go back to sit down with Jackie and the others, they're expecting you to be out in a minute or two." He grins, before taking her hands in his as he squeezes them. "Good luck, Queen." And with a smile and soft brown eyes he is gone around the corner, and she is there left standing. Aside from the coldness of her body her cheeks and hands feel warm, he always made her feel warm even when she didn't deserve it. Everything about him made her insides burn and her heart ache, he was a wildfire in her winter she always turned back to being when the horns blow and the music begins, when she hears her name announced all throughout of Mewni, she gives her best smile when the doors open to the royal throne room and lays her hands on her chest to carry herself out to her kingdom, because she is still the Queen of Mewni, still Star Butterfly of the Butterfly dynasty, she holds bigger titles than the feelings she has for she still wipes away a tear before she walks out with a whispered magic spell, because even Queen's of the strongest dynasty of all the multiverses hurt too.