foxyfoxynoxen asked: Rumbelle, gender bent.
Beau was a handsome boy, to be sure, but Runa had seen better in her travels. He wasn’t a boy, not really, not at thirty-five years of age and with stubble on his chin, callouses on his hands, but she was centuries his senior and so everyone was a child, really, underneath the scars.
And yet, when he presented her with a rose he’d found in the gardens, when he fixed a teacup she’d broken with his craftsman’s hands, when he tore down the curtains with a rough tug of his strong arms, she couldn’t help but feel eighteen again, a girl in love.
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