Fenris hoped that this would be easier than he imagined. Bodahn let him in while Sandal kept her Mabari entertained in the foyer. He wanted to give Hawke something that would bring the light of the sun back into her eyes. He removed the necklace from the pouch he had it in. The gem was flawless. The intricate bead work that formed the chain sparkled beautifully. He hadn't been back to Hawke's estate since their first reading lesson. She looked dejected the entire time. While he couldn't figure out how to comfort her.
"I hope you weren't thinking of giving that to Hawke." Varric came up and took the necklace out of Fenris's hand. "She breaks out in a bumpy bloody rash whenever metal touch her skin. Whew. It's awful." He tossed it back to Fenris.
"Jewelry makes Hawke ill?" He hung his head down thinking he couldn't get anything right. He slipped the necklace back in a side pouch.
"Just kidding Fenris, Lord Mentharus's son sent a package here yesterday with an heirloom necklace." She wanted it returned without any offense. "I told her to keep it and I'd get her a good price on it in the markets, but nooooo! She had to go and do the honorable thing. She returned it back to the prick so the high brow brat's ego wasn't bruised too much."
"And your point?"
"She's in there." Varric shook his head and pointed to the room off to the left.
There were a few city guards and a neighbor whose names Fenris chose not to learn. Donnic and the guard assigned to watch his mansion were among them. Varric rejoined the group starting in with an exaggerated tale of some adventure that they all been on.
Isabela sat on the desk. Her legs spread wide. At least she had underclothes on. A wine goblet on the floor before her. She'd knocked off. But she hadn't enough concern to pick it up again. She kept the bottle of wine close preferring to drink from it instead. She used the dagger between her legs to carve another naughty image into the wood.
She raised her head to take another drink and smiled wickedly at Fenris. "Oh, look who I found looking all sexy and in need of a friend.
"I wasn't lost Isabela.'' Fenris reached down and picked the goblet off the ground.
"But you haven't been around."
Fenris marched over to her. With his left hand, he placed the goblet on the table next to the bottle of wine. With his right, he snatched the dagger from her hand. "You have no respect for other people's things."
"I have a healthy respect for other people's things." Isabela slid off the table. When her legs hit the floor, she pressed her body forward making as much contact with his as possible. "That's why when I see something I like, I take it." Isabela raised her arm laying it over his shoulder to draw him in closer.
Fenris batted her arm away like she was a bug. Isabela straightened herself up and rubbed her own ass before resting her hand on her hip. "I hope you didn't show up to see Hawke. I think she's with Anders." She rolled her eyes to indicate that they were upstairs.
He grunted and made his way to the stairs. There were stacks upon stacks of books there. Was he up there reading poetry to her again? Fenris knew Anders assumed he would have Hawke to himself tonight.
"Did Hawke not like it?"
Fenris looked aback annoyed that Isabela was still following him. "Like it? Like what?" He wished Isabela would go away. "Stop being daft and speak plain."
"I'm volunteering my services. After your next lesson., all three of us can move to the bedroom. I can join in and show you both a few things. Or I could watch, instruct and position your bodies if you like.
"Hawke needs no lessons."
"So, you two have done the bedroom bounce. How cute." She folded her arms. "And boring. That doesn't mean you're a couple. A cuuuuple. A couple of what." She cackled for so long she started to choke." She finally got control over herself. "I figured she wouldn't give herself to any man with out a wedding first."
"Isn't it time your cat grabbed some other man's tongue." His marking glowed furiously. His right hands raised up quickly clamping around Isabela's jaw as she stepped onto the stairs. "I have no interest in your" Fenris pulled her body to him as close as he could without her actually touching him. "Conversation." Her lips parted. And her sigh told him that all he was doing was exciting her more. Fenris scanned the room. Every eye was on them. He gave up and let her go.
"You're only saying that because she is around. I know better." Fenris continued moving up the stairs. Hawke had to be there. "You know Anders loves Hawke." Isabela added with a laugh. Fenris stopped. She doesn't love him. Hawke can't love him. What if I pushed her into the arms of another man.