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"Alistair?"
My voice was horribly timid.
He looked up from the campfire, his face concerned.
"are you alright?"
Damn nerves.
"I have to tell you something"
"ohoh so this is a saucy conversation hmm? Do tell"
Zeverans voice cut through the air.
I looked at him and glared, why did he make things harder for me?
He, in response, merely raised an eyebrow.
Damn Antivan elf. But I had to do this now, while I still had the courage. I turned my gaze back to Alistar. I was struck for a moment at the sight of his eyes glowing with firelight. His hair seemed to absorb the light, making it flicker with its own life. My fingers itched to run themselves through it.
"can I talk to you in private?"
"I'm cooking at the moment"
I blinked "Alistair, its important"
"So is dinner …don't want to face the darkspawn on an empty stomach…"
I made my choice as he babbled adorably.
Suddenly I was content, I had chosen my path, I was going to do this.
"The others will not be happy if I burn dinner…again…Morrigan might turn me into a toad…and I don't think I'd like being a toad…no cheese"
"It is liable to happen anyway if you do not desist babbling"
I barely heard Morrigan's reply; I was focused on my path.
I put my hand on his shoulder, he turned towards me, just enough. I memorized his face like that, warm open, and undeniably handsome.
I leant forward and kissed him.
It was a short kiss, his lips pressed against mine, my hand resting upon his cheek. I wasn't prepared for the sensation, the warmth that seemed to spike through me.
When I pulled back I smothered a smile at his surprise. Instead of speaking I smiled and walked away leaving them all in stunned silence.
Now it was up to him.