At the Tower's Feet

''Traitor to his own kind, that's what your epitaph would say, if they even give you one...''

''You really think they would even dig me a grave? That's sweet''

Ruth Serbel thinks the World Tower just forgot about him, but soon a piece of it came into his life at the palace, wrecking his whole world and bringing back things he wished stayed inside those magic walls.

This is a Ruth Serbel x y/n story. I do not own any of the Under the Oak Tree characters. This story is being posted on my Tumblr as well. Any copy or reproduction of it is highly unnapretiated.