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221 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 16, 2025
The boy wanted, and Rumple needed.
Boy chewed on his lower lip. “Did it work? Are you free now?”
“Yes.” Rumple struggled to find his voice and cleared his throat. “Yes, it worked.”
Boy released his lip and lowered his gaze. Silence permeated the space between them, and Rumple couldn’t resist reaching up with a newly solidified arm to cradle the side of Boy’s head. The more he touched him, held him, the more he revitalised.
“So why…?” Boy hesitated. “Why did you come back?”
The space where Rumple’s Heart should have been stung. Boy had no idea how important he was—because he’d never been told. [...]
Rumple knelt before him and placed Boy’s feet on his thighs in an effort to warm them.
“I came back for you.” The simple words exposed Rumple in a way nothing else ever had.
His eyes sparkled with all the glitter of the golden thread he had spun—and Rumple wanted.
“Say it again.”
“I want to kneel for you.”
“I want to claim you.” It was as close to the truth as Rumple dared approach. “Tell me that you want me to claim you.”
Boy was his Heart, and he no longer wanted to claim him for himself, but rather give him the world.
“I may be the one who wields magick, but you have bewitched me with a magick all your own.”
Rumple didn’t think for too long about why it was important for the boy to know he could trust him, that he was safe with him, but it was.
“Come,” he commanded. The request was simple, and Rumple kept his voice low so as not to lose the tentative dominion he held, and the boy submitted beautifully. He placed his smaller hand squarely in the centre of Rumple’s and looked up at him through long lashes. The boy wanted, and Rumple needed.
The significance of Boy kneeling for him, without his express command to do so, made Rumple’s world grind to a halt.
“What are you doing to me?” Their lips were so close that Boy’s whispered words were spoken straight into Rumple’s mouth. He breathed them in. “Anything I want,” were the words he meant to say. But as he slipped the hand over Boy’s Heart lower, what came out instead was, “Everything you want.”
The geist’s eyes softened, and he brought one hand up to wipe away the wall of tears from Boy’s lashes. His shadows sizzled softly, and he nodded once. “Say my name.” Boy’s shocked breath, mixed with his tears, came out more like a hiccup. “You would give me this power over you?” “You already have it.”

