-"Together?"☆"Always"-

-the bard-

-The elf stood there, staring and staring with stars in his eyes. 'This is my chance!'-
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From a young age on Taro had lived alone. Abandoned by friends, family and even his own people he left, living in a self-made wooden cabin. But this was no life fit for him. He wanted glory and respect. He wanted to be royalty. But he was a lowly forest elf and had no chance of living such a life. Unless he thought of a neat plan.
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Taro was dressed in his finest outfit, his collarbone exposed to play into his schemes. 'There. He looks perfect.' Taro walked towards the wealthy looking man, in a way wich made it seem like he hasn't noticed him yet. The brown haired elf slightly swayed his hips with each step. He had his eyes turned away from the elder elf in expensive clothes. Yet he knew he had his eyes on him. Taro walked closer and purposely tripped over his own feet, falling against the other man, who caught him by holding the forest elf's waist.
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"Hello, young man." the elder elf spoke in an aroused and deep voice. Taro apologised and looked up with the cutest puppy eyes he could manage.
'He'll surely fall for this. He probably hasn't had fun for some years now.' Taro told himself in his mind; and he wasn't mistaken. The rich elf took him home and they both participated in a night of pleasures, though more for the old elf than for Taro.
In the early morning after, while the other man was asleep, Taro snuck around and eventually found the treasure chamber. He grabbed the most valuable looking things and ran away as fast and far as he could.
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After hours of running he found himself on the local market of Estivia, the wanderers town. He looked around, hoping to not have made a suspicious impression and perhaps even find a new 'donor'. He strolled over the market, looking at the vegetables, fruit, fabric and suchlike things the townspeople were selling. There wasn't anything in particular that grabbed his attention, until...
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A young, elf-like man with light blue, or maybe it was turquoise scales caught Taro's attention. In his formal, yet simple attire the man looked stunning, not to mention the jewellery he wore. The jewellery. Moon and star jewellery. Taro had seen it before. It was a symbol of the Casillyan family. Could it be? Was this young, beautiful man son of queen Cecilia and her husband? Was he truly one of the most beautiful twins in all of Casto? Taro couldn't believe his eyes. What he just spotted....it was a pure gold mine! He had to take this chance. The elf stood there, staring and staring with stars in his eyes. 'This is my chance!'
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He slowly and carefully walked over to the man with silky turquoise hair, wanting to not let this chance slip from his fingers. As he was just behind him, he cleared his throat. The young man turned around, his blue eyes, as crystal clear as water, looked into Taro's mud-brown eyes. "Hm? Are you alright?" The young man asked. Taro couldn't help himself much longer. "A-Ah, yes! Yes, I'm alright. H-How could I not? I-I mean....I'm Taro, pleased to make your acquaintance." Taro bowed deeply, wanting to make a good impression. But the young man just giggled. "There's no need for you to bow to me!" he said. "I am Callum." Callum smiled warmly at the elf he had just met.
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Taro bit the inside of his cheeks at the sight. "He's so sweet..." Taro took a step closer to Callum, wanting to fully admire his beauty. "Callum...i-if you wouldn't mind..I would like to treat you to a nice dinner tonight..." There. He said it. There was no going back now...
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"I'd love to!" Callum cheered, his cheeks coloured red. Taro blinked multiple times to reassure himself this was no dream. "Really?! I...that's wonderful! I uhm..." Taro wasn't sure what to say. "You can come along to my mother's castle tonight! I'm sure they wouldn't mind having you with us."
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'What?! He wants me to come along?! Is he talking about me joining them for dinner?' Taro was completely shocked. This was not what he expected.
"U-U-Uhm....s-sure..."
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Callum's mouth corners were high up as he took Taro's hand on his. Meanwhile Taro's cheeks were turning as red as a ruby. This must be a dream. A dream come true. Taro had never felt this way before. He had been with many people, but none of them sparked this feeling inside of him. This feeling of warmth and comfort. This feeling of.....love? Could that be? Could he really be in love? He barely knew Callum. He just knew that he was son of queen Cecilia. But that was it. He didn't know what he did in his free time, didn't know what he liked, didn't know if he liked men aswell, didn't know anything about this beauty of a man. But he wanted to. He wanted to get to know him. To get to know him like no one else did. He wanted to love him, to hold him like no one else possibly before him. And he'd do anything in his might to do that. He'd do anything to make Callum feel the things he is feeling right now. Anything.
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