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Ballad of Tam Lin 1c (thank fuck it's splitting up in the actual segments)

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“Dangerous? Poppycock.” Why was anyone scared of this place? It just seemed like any ancient forest to him, with that mystery for how it was still around after all of these years. He had even caught sight of a few fairies but they seemed to flee before he could introduce himself, clearly they were shy in this place.

Continuing his journey through the wood, Arthur couldn’t contain the gasp of glee as he spotted several roses, ones that he hadn’t seen anywhere else before. Pulling out a pocket knife and a rag, so he didn’t have to worry about the thorns, he quickly moved over to the flowers, paying little head to any damage he caused to the old trees in his haste.

Getting ready to cut a second, he stopped when he felt a hand grasp at his waist gently and a warm breath beside his ear. “Tell me maiden,” the voice began, “Why do you take the flowers without my permission?”

“These plants are within my father’s land and I’m not a…a…” Arthur stuttered off as he turned to the stranger. Standing a half a foot over him, fiery red hair with part of it in a loose braid while his features, though elfish, also seemed familiar to the teen though he couldn’t place it. Definitely male though and…dashing, handsome? What was the correct word for this sort of thing?

The man gave a him a small smirk, “Maiden? Eejit, there is only one reason the forest hasn’t taken you and that is it.” The smirk grew as Arthur looked away, blushing furiously as he realize what was meant by ‘maiden‘, only to be forced to look at him again. “So...what shall be the payment? Your green mantle or…” He trailed off, running a hand down Arthur’s back that only stopped at his bottom.

Arthur knew that his eyes widened as the hand squeezed him ever so gentle and he quickly pulled the ring off of his finger. “What about this? Will it do?” He asked, waving it in the other’s face. Taking the teen’s hand and kissing it as he took the ring, the man nodded before letting him go. “Thank you.” Arthur said, feeling his face warm up as he moved away slightly before hesitating. “What’s you’re name, may I ask?”

The man opened his mouth before closing it again and frowning, confusion clearly in his eyes. “Too long since someone has used or asked for it…Macbeth I think - yes it was Macbeth.” Arthur smiled, turning to leave only for Macbeth to grab his arm, thrusting a bunch of flowers, mostly roses and bluebells, at him. “This was why you came, yes?”

To Arthur, Macbeth’s voice sounded small and almost desperate as if scared what would happen once he left here. “Yes. Thank you, I’ll come here again, I promise.“ He whispered, taking the bundle before fleeing the woods.