I will be uploading two versions of this story, one in story form and the other as a poem, this is the poem version of my Fem!InquisitorxCullen set during, before and after the Wicked Eyes and Wicked Hearts mission :)
As always, I'm always up for an Fem!InquisitorxCullen roleplay so PM me if interested :)
"How did you find the Ball, Varric? Plenty of inspiration for some future novels or tales I hope?" I asked with a smile on my face, with all that had happened, everyone was still coming down from the victory high.
"Oh, more than enough for three volumes, or perhaps a very long novel," The dwarf replied smiling back up at me as I sat down at the table where he was sitting and writing.
"There was more than one story that night you could write about, what one will you choose?" I asked actually intrigued by what he may or may not write. Then my face turned pale at his answer.
"I was thinking of calling it 'Sealing the Rift within the Ex-Templar' or something along those lines..."
"Varric! No! Y-You can't write about me and Cullen!" I exclaimed
"Why not? Perfect setting, perfect atmosphere, perfect characters-"
"No, absolutely not,"
"What if I changed a few things?"
"...Like what?"
"You said that you felt under-dressed at the ball right?"
"Yeah, so?"
"Well, I could change what you were wearing, edit a few parts of the story out like the Duchess and you dancing maybe?"
I sighed in defeat and finally answered by saying "Fine, but we're writing this together, and you're including me in the cover,"
"Fine then, I'll write as you tell the story and I'll tell you if I want to alter anything, alright?"
I agreed and begun the tale of what we eventually decided to call 'A Victory Dance'