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Ethari grew out his hair because he looks in the mirror and closes his eyes, imagining the soft strands that drape over his neck to be Runaan's, his eyes already wet with tears. If he cut his hair, it would be cutting the connection between Runaan and himself.

AI-less Whumptober Day 6: "It Should Have Been Me."

Fandom: The Dragon Prince

Warning: Character Death

Summary: Runaan goes on a job. A young girl gets caught in the crossfire.

  Ethari did have a good feeling when Runaan left for him next job. He had put Rayla to bed and had made a cup of tea. He sat on a chair in the living room for most of the night. As the sky started to lighten, he started to pace.

    It was almost morning when Runaan returned home. Ethari was on his fourth cup of tea, using the same tea leaves, when the door opened. He was going to greet him, but the elf had already made his way to the room.

    The assassin slammed his bow down onto the ground. He quietly yelled in frustration and started to walk around the room. He jumped when he saw Eathari.

    "Are you okay?" Ethari walked over to him.

    Runaan opened his mouth to speak but couldn't. He instead collapsed onto his lover's arms. He cried into his shoulder.

    All Ethari could do was hold him. He hoped Rayla would wake up late. All any of them needed was to add her into the equation.

    "It should have been me."

    "What?" His voice shook as he spoke.

    "It should have been me. I should be the one we have to bury!"

    "Runaan, please don't talk like that. What happened?"

    He didn't answer. Instead he muttered the words again.

    "Runaan, talk to me." Ethari was trying not to cry. Sure, Runaan had come back to him hurt and unstable, but this was new.

    The assassin pulled back, out of the craftsmen's comforting arms. He looked at his own and apologized. "I forgot about the-" his voice broke.

    "Darling it's just clothes. Please, let me take a look at you. Are you hurt?"

    "It's- not, mine."

    "It's going to be okay. Let's get you cleaned up." Ethari stood and offered a hand out. When Runaan didn't move the craftsmen informed him that he'll be right back.

    He brought back a damp rag. "Here, give me your hands." He took Runaan's shaky hands and gently scrubbed them. The man was still trembling and tears were still falling from his eyes.

    Ethari wanted to take away his pain. He looked into his eyes and softly asked, "what happened love?"

    "There was this, this young girl. You get them Rayla."

    Ethari's heart sunk. That's why Runaan was so distressed.

    "She had" he paused "She came out of nowhere. I didn't, have time. The leader had aimed at me. He missed and" the words became sobs again as Runaan tried to explain. "I should have been me."

    "It's going to be okay." Light had begun to fill the room. It wouldn't be long before Rayla would wake up. "Breathe. Let's go to our room okay?"

    Runaan just grabbed him. He wrapped his arms around him tightly and didn't move. A door creeped open. Ethari listened to the footsteps as he tried to calm his husband. He didn't want Rayla to see Runaan like this, for both of their sakes.

    The footsteps got quieter and the door closed gently.

    Slowly, Runaan recovered. He laid on Ethari's chest, asleep. The man sat against the couch, trying to figure out how he was going to get circulation back in his leg.

    Rayla decided it should be okay to come out of her room. She shut her door silently and walked the hallway without revealing she was there. She came into the living room and looked at the two of them.

    Ethari had his head on the couch, even though it was uncomfortable. His arms were around his lover and Runaan's were around him. "Is everything okay?"

    "It will be."

    "What happened? Is he okay?"

    Ethari paused. "He, just had a rough night."

    "How rough because he was crying pretty hard earlier."

    "Very. He'll be okay. He might be off for a while but it'll be okay."

    "Okay. Are you okay? You look tired."

    "Yeah, I'm okay."

    Rayla seemed satisfied with that answer. She walked into the kitchen and returned with breakfast and a hot tea with just the right amount of sugar for Ethari. He smiled as she entered the room. "Thank you Rayla."

    She just smiled and handed the cup to him. "Can you bring me a damp cloth?" He asked.

    "Yeah" she whispered. After moment she came back to the room and handed it to him. "Here."

    "Thank you." He took bits of Runaan's hair into his hands and gently pressed the cloth against it to get buts of dried blood out of it.

    Rayla sat down near him with her legs crossed, "he'll be okay."

    "I know. Are you okay? This can be a lot to deal with."

    "Yeah I'm okay."

    "Okay."

    The room filled with silence. Eventually Rayla fell asleep and Ethari was alone again. What could he do about this? Nothing he could say or do would ever convince Runaan that it wasn't his fault. So he just had to be there, be a shoulder to lean on, be a chest to sleep on, and be arms that he could feel safe and loved in.

    Ethari took a deep breath then took a sip of his tea. He had a long way to go and the road would not make it easy. But no matter what, he would make sure Runaan made it through the rocks and breyers. Even if it meant holding his hand and walking through it with him.

Merry Whumpmas Day 5: Poison

Fandom: The Dragon Prince

Summary: Runaan leaves a poison on the table as he goes to grab something before leaving not knowing anyone was home. Ethari comes out of his workshop and decides he wants a drink.

  Assassins are careful. But sometimes being careful isn't enough. Sometimes you need to make sure your husband isn't home when you leave your poison next to his glass. The color of the liquids were that different.

    Ethari walked out of his workshop to realize he had forgotten his drink on the table. Runaan had almost forgotten his small knife he kept on him just in case.

    As he walked out to the dinning room where he had left his supplies, he paused for a moment. "I didn't know you were home."

    "Oh, I was in my workshop. Are you about to head out love?" Ethari asked as he set down his glass.

    Runaan looked at the glass. He looked at the one next to it and froze. His eyes locked on the two glasses as he realized that his husband had grabbed the wrong glass.

    "Ethari, sit down." He pulled out a chair at the table and pushed him into it.

    "Is everything okay?" the man asked.

    "No. You grabbed the wrong glass."

    Runaan's heart sank as he watched Ethari realize what had happened.

    "It's okay. Go get the antidote. I'll be fine here."

    The elf ran back to his closet. He had moved everything there when Rayla moved in. He tore it apart trying to find it.

    In the other room, Ethari started to feel the effects of the poison. He tried to stand to go help Runaan and to maybe help him calm down. He got a few feet before he collapsed. His breathing speed slightly as he sat against the table.

    A crash came from their room. Runaan pulled away from the object that fell. He looked at his shaking hand to see blood coming out of a large cut. He shook it off and looked back to the closet.

    Rayla hadn't moved in all that long ago and he hadn't had a chance to really organize everything yet. She took up a lot more time then Runaan had realized she would. He didn't mind most of the time but right now he almost resented taking her in.

    But even then he knew it wasn't her fault. As he grabbed for a vile at the top of the shelf, he thought about how he knew better then to leave something as deadly as poison on the table. He knew better then to assume it would be okay.

    The vile came into his grasp and he looked at the label on the bottom. He had found what he needed.

    Ethari couldn't see straight. He had a terrible headache and everything felt off center. Even though he knew he was staying still, everything felt like it was moving. The worst part was feeling tired. He felt so tired.

    When Runaan came into the room, Ethari hadn't noticed at first. He only saw him when he was a few feet in front of him.

    "Love?" He asked.

    "Drink this." Runaan put the small vile against Ethari's lips and tipped it some. The elf tried to take the glass but Runaan didn't let him.

    Slowly he started to recover. While he still couldn't see straight or think very well, Ethari took his husband's injured hand into his own. He looked at his, swaying and tried to get him to take care of it.

    At first Runaan didn't understand but slowly he got the point and grabbed a nearby towel and pressed it against his hand. "Is that better?"

    Ethari smiled. Runaan grabbed him and laid him down on the couch. He grabbed the trash can and put it next to them and held Ethari's hair when he threw up. He pulled the other back into the couch when he almost fell off.

    Another assassin walked into their home. He didn't even knock. He looked at Runaan confused. "Everything okay? You were supposed to meet up like thirty minutes ago."

    "I'm going to be late. If the time comes and you must leave, I will catch up."

    "Okay?" The elf sounded skeptical as he started to walk away.

    "Can you, find Rayla for me? Take her the coins on the counter and tell her to grab some bread from the market."

    "Don't want her home yet?" He asked.

    "Not yet."

    The assassin grabbed the coins and headed for the door. "I'll keep her distracted."

    "Thank you." Runaan looked back at the man in front of him. He sighed. This had never happened before. Normally he was more careful than that. He never should have left such a strong poison on the table.

    It was yours before Ethari came close to recovering. The assassin had done as he said he and had kept Rayla away from the home.

    "I'm so sorry" Runaan began. "I never should have left poison on the table. I was just going to grab something."

    "It's okay." Ethari spoke slowly and softly. "I probably should have looked."

    "No this is my fault. How are you feeling?"

    "Better then before."

    "Good."

    "You need to go right?"

    "I can stay."

    "No, you go ahead. I'll be okay."

    It took awhile before Runaan finally agreed to leave. He left the trash can by his side and bright Ethari a glass of water.

    "I'll be home soon. I love you." He kissed  Ethari's forehead and made his way to the door.

    "I love you too dear." Ethari laid back down on the couch. He grabbed the glass of water and took a sip of it. Then he set it back on the table and grabbed the book that was there. Taking the blanket into his hands, he pulled it over him and opened the book. At least he had a reason to read now.

Ok so prepare your tissues cause I’m about to break your hearts.

So we all know Runaan was coined and so were Lain and Tiadrin, right? Right.

And everybody’s talking about how, when they get out there’s gonna be a beautiful reunion between the Moonfam and all. But what is circumstances were different?

What if after being trapped in the coins they wouldn’t be able to retain normal bodily functions? Because they have no access to food, natural vitamins or water. And I mean obviously they can breathe and all but that’s a topic that I’d like to get into later.

So you can breathe sure but Runaan was already probably half starved to actual death and Lain and Tiadrin were fine from what we saw, I mean probably racked with guilt for leaving their only child, but fine. So back to the topic.

What if they weren’t frozen there? What if they died of dehydration, starvation or lack of oxygen even? That means that even if they are able to get out of there all that Rayla and Ethari would be looking forward to would be replaced with the corpses of their loved ones. And just imagine Rayla breaking down in tears being held be a silently screaming Ethari.

You’re welcome for your daily heartbreak ladies and gentle burrs. You may now start the rampage.

I'm surprised that no one's brought up the very real possibility that, during the time skip, Ethari might have begun to move on and is now in a serious relationship with someone else.

If so, then obviously it won't last long once Runaan and Ethari reunite (Ruthari forever, am I right). But! Can you imagine the sheer angst of the whole situation? Runaan's heartbreak at seeing his husband, his guiding moon, with someone else, when it was the thought of getting back to Ethari that helped him regain his sense of self.

Ethari's simultaneous joy that Runaan is alive coupled with his guilt of both moving on with someone else and having to break his new partner's heart because he can't deny that despite his feelings for him, maybe even loving him, his heart ultimately belongs to Runaan, always and forever.

His partner's heartbreak because he really does love Ethari, he wants a life with him, but he knows there's nothing he can do to keep him by his side and he has no choice but to let him go.

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