Richie looked at the young boy across from him. He was wearing a richly embellished cloak,a tunic, and a nice pair of trousers. He looked down at his own clothes, a blouse made from cloth, covered by an overcoat that reached his knees, and large boots. The boy across from him was wearing formal dress shoes, he looked like royalty. "H-hi." Richie stuttered, breaking the silence between them. Eddie looked up from his writing. "Oh, hi. I didn't notice you were here. I'm Eddie." he introduced himself. Richie thought for a second about asking if he was the prince. He decided against it. "I'm Richie." They shook hands and talked for a bit. Eddie eventually told him that he was the prince. "Why did you run away? Life in the castle would be a dream." Richie asked. "I guess I was sick of being told how to live." Eddie shrugged. "I get that. I'm a serf." Richie replied. "I have to get back to my lord." "Ok. Why don't we meet in the dungeon tonight?" Eddie asked. "That works. Bye Eddie! I'll see you later!" Richie smiled and headed back toward his land, looking forward to seeing Eddie that night.
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Runaways|Reddie
FanfictionEddie, a young prince, runs away to find his own destiny. Richie, a young serf, runs away to find freedom. When their two worlds collide, they fall in love. But, will it sustain?
