antiOTP: Rosalind/Phebe

[dukes_daughter]

With the weather so warm, it seems only fitting to spend every waking moment outside. To that end, Ganymede is sitting at the very edge of the wood, watching the slow summer sunset.

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[thinknotilove]

*approaches shyly* Good youth? Would'st deign to have me sit with thee?

Typist: Sorry I didn't see this before!

[dukes_daughter]

"Ay, come," he says. He wouldn't begrudge even Phebe such a nice view of the sunset.

[thinknotilove]

*smiles and sits* The sky doth shine so bright, methinks 'twill burn.

[dukes_daughter]

But look'st thou at the purple and the blue- I never saw a fire colored so.

[thinknotilove]

And yet some fires are blue inside their hearts.

[dukes_daughter]

'tis true. I did forget.

[thinknotilove]

*inches closer* Watch'st thou so often?

[dukes_daughter]

Ay, fairly oft. Dost thou?

[thinknotilove]

Not lately, nay. *smiles* Mayhap I should.

[dukes_daughter]

O, ay! I shall take thee each night, an I must.

[thinknotilove]

Wilt thou truly?

[dukes_daughter]

Ay! 'tis well worth seeing.

[thinknotilove]

And even so art thou- o! *blushes and claps a hand over her mouth* Forgive me, for I do forget my promise!

[dukes_daughter]

What promise is that?

[thinknotilove]

That I'll not speak of love to thee.

[dukes_daughter]

It is not for me to tell what thou canst and canst not say.