Alistair's Rose
Disclaimer: Rightful ownership goes to BioWare. This is only a fanfiction. 3
Ember looked around the camp eyeing her companions. Alistair fidgeted next to the fire, warming his armored hands. Sten brooded; silently praying for the loss of his fellow Qunari against the Darkspawn. Lelianna hummed as she tuned her bow, smiling as she tightened the string. Zevran smiled, sharpening his daggers for the next fight. Wynn bathed Ember's Mabari war hound Gage. Ogrhen drank the Dwarven ale Ember purchased for him from Orzammar. Ember turned to the farthest campfire in the camp, Morrigan laid next the fire pit sleeping. Bodeck and his son Sandel slumbered next to their campfire, their wagon's shadow bouncing on the trees behind it.
Ember sat inside her tent, watching Alistair warm himself. His large bulky armor shined as he moved. Feeling her eyes on him, Alistair looked over to her tent; seeing her stair at him. He smiled locking eyes with her. He began to slowly walk over to her, his armor clunking as he walked. Ember smiled as she watched him approach. He entered her tent, Ember's smiled grew. She lifted her hand, using magic to push him back. Forcing him back farther, Ember smiled as she schemed. Alistair gave a look of feeling masked hurt before he began to smile again. Letting the magic weaken, he used his Templar skills to disable her magic completely. Forcing himself close to her, they smiled. She rubbed her black gloved hands against his armor, he brushed her cheek delicately with his lips.
"I love you so much," He whispered in her ear. He felt her smile against his unarmored neck. Taking her face in his large armored hands, he drew her in for a kiss. A deep passionate kiss. Feeling her tongue slide into his mouth became familiar, he didn't fight it. Only drew her in more. Letting go of her, he began to leave the tent. She grabbed his hand, making him turn around putting a finger to her lips. He made her sit down on her cot, giving her a small kiss before leaving. He returned a few minutes later with a small red rose. With on hand he made her spread her hands out, acting as though to cup the floor.
"I saw it in Lothering. I saw it and thought of you. I couldn't let something as beautiful as this be destroyed by the Darkspawn. So I picked it and kept it until I mustered the courage to give it to you. Here," He gently placed the rose onto her cupped hands. She smiled as she softly transferred the rose onto one palm, picking it up with two fingers. Ember sniffed the rose lightly, a beautiful elegant smell filled her senses.
"I'll treasure this," She smiled at him. She took out a glass amulet from under her tunic, gold magic flowed from her fingertips. The gold magic lased around the rose and the amulet lifting into the air slightly. Ember concentrated as the gold magic brightened as the rose and glass amulet forged together. The light dulled reviling the rose inside the amulet. Alistair watched in amazement at his love's use of magic. She lifted her new garment to show it off to him. Taking off his armored gloves, he smiled taking the small chain. Hooking it around her neck, he kissed her neck lightly where the back chain laid.
"Maker, you are beautiful." He kissed her lips again, almost unable to get away from her. Breaking away he took a deep breath. He began to leave her tent, to stop himself from going farther than he should.
"I love you." Ember called out to him. They gave each other small smiles as they went their separate ways for tonight.
