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Rune Factory Ficlet

Electra/Maerwen Established Relationship

SFW

Electra and Maerwen sat together in Electra’s room in the de Sainte-Coquille mansion, Electra’s head in the dark elf’s lap as she braided her hair into intricate twists. Electra sighed dreamily. She loved having her hair played with and when she was in the company of Maerwen it was enough to comfort her into sleep, though she wouldn’t dare miss a minute of this. She played with the hem of Maerwen’s dress, tutting at the torn hem. She would have to fix that if she could convince Maerwen to let her do so. As of late, the other woman had eased up on her attempts to make Electra a “proper lady of standing” and had only minimally fussed as Electra took to cleaning. 

“Did you learn how to braid like this back in your homeland?” Electra asked conversationally. Maerwen smiled.

“Yes, my mother taught me,” she said. “It’s a traditional braid for ladies of upper standing.” Electra chuckled. Well, maybe she hadn’t completely eased up.

“Do you miss it? Your homeland I mean?” Maerwen’s fingers stopped moving for a fraction of a second before continuing on. Electra wondered if she had said the wrong thing.

“I do,” Maerwen finally responded. Electra worried her bottom lip between her teeth. 

“Do you ever think you might go back?” she asked. Maerwen laughed.

“And leave you and Miss Beatrix alone? You’d never last,” she scoffed. Electra sat up, staring intently at the other woman.

“I’m serious,” she said. Maerwen stared right back.

“If I do go,” she said, “you’ll be at my side, Lady Electra. I don’t ever plan on leaving you.” Electra was stunned by the intensity of her words.

“You promise?” she asked.

“Lady Electra, I swear to you, I’ll always be by your side. Through anything the world may throw at us. I’ll be here.”

Electra paused, then leaned forward and captured Maerwen’s lips with her own. The kiss was far from soft, it was passionate and deep, and Electra hoped she could convey how much that meant to her with just that kiss. They separated, breathing heavily. Maerwen was speechless for a moment, before smiling coyly.

“As though I need another reason to stay,” she muttered. “Now put your head back down, I’m not through with your braids.” Electra chuckled.