Whatever! I only do it for myself so I don t forget who have been before I have become this superwoman I am now .
The last three years were racing by and now everything is completely new for me. The game is over.
Now this is my real life and this horny guy of an Elf is still and for real my boyfriend and a lover every woman can only wish for. Sometimes I have to pinch myself to see if I m awake.
I wanna talk to Sarah! Anders pleasant voice interrupts my thoughts.
You are annoying! Fenris turns around and leaves the mage, standing at the door, and then he sits down on our bed again and continues reading. Yes, right, apart from fucking around with my elf I have taught him how to read.
A smile curves up my lips. Some things will never change. Like cats and dogs those two I think I don t need to explain who the cat is.
I should make a suggestion to put their family jewels on the table; hopefully this cat/dog fight would then stop once and for all I leave it up to your fantasy who would win this a little clue, both are not bad *cough* Hawke body was not the only thing I took over, but her memory as well.
Hi, Anders, how are you? I hug him, feeling the eyes of my Elfen warrior in my back. Jealousy! A little bit of it. Never wrong. Just so he doesn t get any bad ideas! Out there are enough women who make eyes at him. Like for example my dearest friend Isabela. Until today she had never given up on chatting him up. And the color of his panties is still her favorite topic.
Sarah, you look good. he remarks casually in his charming way.
You are a fine one to talk! I answer as we split from our hug.
Fenris coughs exaggeratedly, but does not say anything. Good for him.
I grab Anders wrist and we leave the bedroom to go to my study.
What's going on? Anders takes a deep breath. . Sarah, I will leave Kirkwall I can t be near you and not have you . I nod and try to swallow my shock.
Where are you going, Anders? To Denerim, I will be a consultant at King Alistair s royal court. Oh, Alistair. His is a good guy, and then you will see the Commander again, am I right? Now he looks at me in irritation.
He has never lost his ability to see my real me , although he claims that it is much weaker now, but my Aura is still tangible for Justice.
I remember him very well from the first part of the game. I answered his unspoken question.
Oh! I thought that first part was all about Zevran? Anders tries to control his corners of his mouth, but the sly humor sits in this eyes.
Oh well, Zevran Arainai, this Murder of Crows quest from Act Three. It had been so nerve-racking in the game to not melt in front of the computer, but in real life this was bad ass.
Fortunately, Fenris did not question why I wanted to pass The Blooming Rose on the way back to my mansion and as Nuncio with the other crows finally showed up, this was like Easter and Christmas all at once.
Not to jump up and down was so hard.
Before I went to the cave, I had to get a new haircut and a new, sexy armor. I even borrowed lipstick from Isabela. I left Fenris at home, so I could adore Zevran and my jealous Elf would not stand between us. I really have to say that even though Bioware screwed up in DA2 that Elven man in real life is the bomb.
I was faithful to Fenris, physically, but the mind is free.
Maybe he was wondering that I though, as when I was back from the Wounded Cost, I shagged him 3 times in a row.
My mouth is still watering when I think of that assassin. His catlike moves, the well trained handling of his daggers, that sun kissed skin, his muscles oh Maker
Sarah? Are you paying attention?
Oh dear, Anders, I wipe my mouth, not that I droll again .
Sorry, no, the main part is about the Grey Wardens, Zevran is only a secondary character. I look to the ground in shame.
What is it with you and those Elves? I always forget that Anders sees me in a different than I see him. He is my friend my buddy, although he had slept with me or rather with my Hawke, but I wasn t her at this time too bad Anders, I love you, but you are my best friend, Fenris has my heart. He looks to the ground, saddened, and I want to hug him but he takes a step back and raises his hands in defense.
Sarah, don t he swallows and breathes in. I will leave today. I will never forget what you have done for me, you are the true friend. I say with tear-stained voice, don t cry, but I will miss him, this big cuddly tomcat.
I will always love you, Sarah then he turns around and leaves me alone, fighting against my tears.
I sink down into my comfortable armchair near the chimney. Tears well up in my eyes. Why does it have to be so hard?
Before I got here, no one had ever laid an eye on me; they had always run for those anorexic blonde chicks with big tits who were so hollow that you could have taken their heads for Halloween instead of a pumpkin. And now even two hot guys for me .I shake my head. I know that I did not treat Anders the way I should have.
But it was the only chance to discourage him from blowing up the church.
This is what happened back then:
Me, Varric, Merrill, Aveline and Anders went to Meredith together and somehow we managed to get Cullen on board with us, but it hadn t been easy. We tried to find the sword in her office that would drive her insane. But she saw us and wacked out a bit. Orsino helped us to overwhelm her and no she sits in a lovely little cell in the Gallows and waits for her trial . isn t that ironic don t you think?
Meanwhile Aveline is doing her job and she does so really well for nearly one year by now. Cullen is her closest confidant, by the way the Gallows are no longer in the hands of the Templars, that had been my first decision after the game.
And now Anders is leaving Kirkwall Because of me, he cannot endure the thought to see me happy with Fenris.
Damn! I need a holiday ..
What s wrong? Well! Will I ever get used to that lovely sight. Fenris stands at the doorframe, he wears black linen pants and his upper body is naked. He has those muscles that lead to his crotch under his (Six) Eight Pack, that make me instantly horny.
Anders is leaving Kirkwall for Denerim. I stand up, his facial expression says Only now? Why not earlier! But he thinks of something better and hugs me tightly.
What do you think of a journey? He breaks the hug and looks at my irritated.
A journey? Yes, I have heard that Antiva should be beautiful and after all this stress some rest would be nice, what do you think? Antiva? Think, Think, Shoes leather shoes, is that plausible? I m a woman and Isabela and I talked about shoes lately, so it should work.
I heard that they have some fine shoes there. Leather boots and more . He arches of his brows suspiciously.
You want to travel to Antiva because of the leather boots? If there are women who fly to New York to get a discount on designer wedding dresses, then I could travel to Antiva to have some Leather boots and Zevran Not only for the boots, I want to see something else. Alright he answers.
I breathe in as he turns around and while walking to the garden he calls out to me. Training?