Well, that's not entirely a problem here as gods and fey do regularly romance mortal folks. It's all about actions as opposed to age.

"That's Mayhem," a new person says coming out of the house. He's a few years older than Rory with that same hair and eye color, but a bit more of a tan and coating of dust. While Rory feels like he belongs to Thorn Hall, this man feels like he's part of Thorn Hall. A part of her very living bones and blood. "He's part goblin so it's fine for him. And you must be the boy Ceilidh's yammering about."

He comes over and holds out a hand, "Grady McCallum. I'm the one who keeps an eye on the Hall and her lands."