Disclaimers: don't own, don't sue, don't ask, don't tell

Pairing: Lady Aeducan and Gorim

Rating: M

Warning: Dwarf on Dwarf lovin'

No Room for Warriors

It was early one morning in Orzammar. The stone was particularly loud, it was hard no matter how thick the walls were, to keep down the echoing of the mass nobility riding the coat tales of ever single Aeducan dwarf. Lady Aeducan was snug in her chambers when she was rudely awakened by her second, also known as her gentleman in waiting.

"My lady, you're still in bed?" Gorim's rugged voice boomed out followed by the slamming of her chamber door, slipped under the princess's pillow, which she used noise barrier.

"Ah! Gorim!" She groaned. "Instead of complaining why don't you just join me instead." Removing her pillow Lady Aeducan sat up, her hair a mess while she rubbed her eyes, not the paragon of beauty but Gorim couldn't have cared and less, he loved the Lady Aeducan more than the stone.

"Heh, you know how it goes, I get undressed and than one of your brothers barge in, then I'm off to the mines or worse to the Deep Roads stripped of all armor." He grinned and crossed his arms, watching his love smile back warmed his heart. "Anyway, your father calls for you, you should dress quickly."

"What does my father want of me this time?" The princess hopped out of bed and shuffled over to her armoire.

"My lady, I suggest you wear one of your many gowns for his majesty has many suitors waiting for you outside the assembly." Just saying the words made Gorim clench his fists to keep himself from tearing up.

"When will he get the hint that I simply do not want to marry ANYONE he puts in front of me… Oh Gorim…" The Lady Aeducan walked over to her second and placed her hand on his cheek, feeling his course beard under her rough fingers. "You are the one I love and want to marry."

"My lady, you would have us both dark spawn chow for sure, or I may as well wear a sign that says 'Assassinate me lest lady Aeducan marries beneath her caste'." He smiles a bit, both their eyes meeting as they lean close as if to kiss each other.

"Perhaps I shall dawn my armor, if someone was to walk in at this moment, you would be thrashed for sure." The princess begrudgingly broke the tension and returned to her dressing.

"I do love you my lady. I will forever." Gorim bowed slightly to his lady, the pain in his heart felt lighter knowing how much he was loved back. Sadly his caste was that of a mere warrior, normally thought of as a high caste, but in the case of Lady Aeducan being the King's daughter and potential heir to the thrown of Orzammar, he was dirt. The did not halt their feelings for each other, they would meet in secret, after battles, in the dead of night, during meetings that her lady was SUPPOSED to be attending. Deep down Gorim knew it wouldn't last, but all was said and done, the Lady Aeducan would be forced to marry against her will whether either of them liked it or not. He was content with just enjoying his time with her to the fullest, how ever short it may be.

"Perhaps after I'm done fending off the advances of these scum we can meet in the box seat of the proving grounds?" The Princess finished cinching her heavy plated armor, she turned and smiled coyly to Gorim.

"Ah, who am I to deny a direct order from my lady." The red headed dwarf grinned and stroked his braided beard. "Now, let us depart before his Highness sends one of your brothers to retrieve you." With a nod, the pair left Lady Aeducan's chambers and headed for the assembly.

Walking down the hall, the princess caught eye of one of the wash rooms, with a quick peek around, she grabbed hold of Gorim and pulled him into the room, quickly locking the door behind her.

"What the sod-" Her mouth clamped over his tightly and she pulled Gorim close. He tasted like ale and metal, it turned her on to no end. Going along with it, Gorim wrapped his arms around her tightly and pressed his love against the door, making quick work of her armor as his hands groped her body. Doing the same, the lady's tongue probed deeply into her lover's mouth as they both moaned softly from the feverish activities.

It was so wrong, they had never done it in the palace before, but with all the commotion outside no one would bother them in a washroom.

"We have to be quick." Gorim whispered while the princess attacked his neck with kisses and nibbles.

"I know, I know…" She moaned and pulled away his belt, causing his pants to drop and her hands to grab freely the ever expanding member between Gorim's legs.

He jerked a bit as he felt her hands wrap around his manhood, Gorim groaned and bit down on the side of her shoulder while ripping her underpants down.

"Oh my love, I want to take you now." The red haired dwarf growled.

"Do it, do it Gorim!" She gasped out, trying her hardest to keep quiet as Gorim grabbed both her legs and lifted them up to wrap around his waist as he dove his pulsating organ into her wetness.

"Oh you were ready for me." He panted harshly and began to ravage his lover, pounding deeply into her heat. Lady Aeducan wrapped her arms around him tightly and moaned into his hairy shoulder, trying to muffle her passion, this gave Gorim a chance to catch one of those perfectly brown nipples in his mouth. His mustache tickled her breasts as Gorim sucked and nibbled , it drove the princess wild, she had to bite down on his shoulder to keep from crying out loud.

Gorim groaned as he felt the heat wrapped around him tighten, he could feel her climax approaching, leaning his head back, Gorim pressed his lady against the door to gain leverage. He thanked the ancestors for their race's short legs, he was able hold onto her with ease. Soon he was pounding into his lover as hard on he could, his penis engorging even further as his passions grew.

"Oh Gorim!" Sniffling a scream, Lady Aeducan came hard, gripping her lover so tightly she was afraid to suffocate him.

"Sod!" Gorim grit his teeth and felt himself release inside her in a white hot blaze. It was like a dark spawn had smashed him in the back of the head as his vision when white, he could no longer feel anything from the waist down besides the rush of seed flowing from his body into his lover.

"aaah…" The princess released her kung fu grip on Gorim and stood up on her own, legs feeling like rubber.

Woozy, Gorim, stumbled back and flopped himself down on the stone framed bath tub behind him, just trying to catch his breath and bring himself back to reality.

"Damn it Gorim, you didn't wear a condom again, sod!" She grumbled and cleaned herself up before getting dressed. All Gorim could do was grin dumbly and look down at his own spent member crying out the left over seed.

"Come now, we're going to be late." Lady Aeducan hurried her spent lover.

"Hey, I just did. Ha, ha, ha!" Gorim cracked himself up but did as he was told. Dressing quickly he slapped himself in the face a few times and stepped out of the bathroom first, making sure no one was around.

The coast was clear and they both made their way back on track.

Outside in the Diamond Quarters stood lines of bachelorettes from lower classes waiting to hopefully catch the scraps of high caste men that are soon to be rejected by their Lady Aeducan. All through Orzammar, The Lady Aeducan was a notoriously picky princess when it came to suitors, she had lines of eligible men maybe once a week brought in to court her all to be rejected. In a way it was a good thing, many women in the city benefited from her choosiness and were able to bag themselves a husband that raised their whole family's caste.

"Vultures." The princess turned to Gorim.

"Well, as long as you continue to go unwed, this will be the site you are greeted with every time your father calls for you." Gorim laughed and made sure to be two steps behind his lady at all times. Even though the pair had been lovers for some time, the both put on a wonderful visage of plutonic partnership, not that there weren't rumors, of course her lady would always quell any talk before it turned into anything substantial, it soon became common knowledge to stay out of the Lady Aeducan's affairs in the common castes, even the lesser nobles left her be.

"My lady, you are clad in metal, how will you ever find a man dressed like a warrior?" One of the lords commented on the Lady's attire.

"Gorim.." Lady Aeducan just simply looked back at her second and he quickly stepped into action.

"I'd have you know that the Lady Aeducan IS a warrior, what ever caste she may be, and it is not your place to tell the Princess of Orzammar what is appropriate attire! Now, be gone lest I must deal with your dissention, or worse, let her deal with you for herself." With his axe drawn, Gorim leaned in and whispered to the other man.

"Ah, uh, I meant nothing by it my lady! Forgive me!" The lord quickly retreated to the farther end of the line.

"That'll do my good man." The Lady Aeducan smiled and placed her hand on Gorim's shoulder. They continued into the assembly, where a group of men stood talking amongst themselves, they quickly quieted on the Princess's entrance.

"Ah! My beautiful daughter!" King Endrin greeted Lady Aeducan and Gorim warmly, he rose from his seat and embraced his only daughter, whispering in her ear. "I was hoping you would wear one of the dozens of gowns that the many past suitors had given you."

"I'm sorry father," The Lady smiled and kissed her father on the cheek. "I guess I was just hoping to find a man who likes me for myself, not some pretty dress and makeup."

"I suppose there really isn't much to say to that my darling, I just pray to the ancestors for your happiness." The king returned to his seat with lord Harrowmont by his side.

"My brothers are not hear?" The Lady asked as she looked around the room, not able to spot her kin within the sea of bachelors.

"I'm afraid they were unable to attend, but pay it no mind, please, my darling, mingle." The king pushed the princess into the sea of people, each taking their turn introducing themselves and kissing her hand. Every now and again she would gaze up at her lover Gorim, her eyes spoke of how much she loved him, he was only able to look back as he saw the love of his live auctioned off by her family.

It seemed like an eternity had went by and each suitor left one by one, all that was left was the princess, Gorim, the king, and Harrowmont, they all sat silently at the table eating brunch.

"My sweet daughter, could you be a dear and fetch your brothers, they should be in their rooms right now." The king spoke softly, not even looking up. Being the obedient daughter, the Lady Aeducan stood and began to talk out.

"Come Gorim." She stated as Gorim began to stand.

"Oh, don't worry about it, let Gorim finish eating. A warrior fight on their stomachs any way." Lord Harrowmont laughed and waved the princess off.

"Alright." The Lady Aeducan looked at Gorim, a hint of fear in her eyes as she walked out slowly.

"Thank you your highness, I was quite hungry." Gorim bowed his head and continued eating.

"Now…" Feeling confident that his daughter was away, the King began to speak. "Gorim, I am quite aware of your affections towards my daughter. I can see they way she looks at you, and the way you look at her."

Gorim nearly soiled himself as he listened carefully to the words of his King.

"You know very well that we cannot approve of your relationship, it is unacceptable to have the Lady Aeducan marry a lower caste." Harrowmont continued.

"We have given it much thought and have decided that because you have served us so admirably, we will forgive your fraternizations." The king stated candidly whilst sipping from his wine.

"Oh, thank you so much my Lords." Bowing his head, Gorim prayed to the ancestors for such mercy, he thought for sure that he was a goner.

"We are going to be promoting the Princess to commander and chief of the Orzammar military, and when we do so, we will be reassigning you as second to my son Trian, it's about time Bhelen stopped taking orders from his own brother." The king continued.

Gorim's heart sank, he would have rather being cast out into the deep roads, at least that way he may be able to escape. Despite his grief, Gorim feigned a smile and nodded to his superiors, there was nothing else he could do.

"You may be excused." And with that, Gorim stood silently and bowed once more before making his way to the door. "Oh, one more thing Gorim, please keep this between us." Lord Harrowmont saw the look of despair in Gorim's eyes, and understood that he really did love the princess.

"Yes sir." Bowing once more, the Lady's second departed, closing the door behind himself. There was no good way to end this situation. Either he did as he was instructed, being abused by Trian, or he could go top side and lose his caste. Either one of these choices he wouldn't be able to see his love anymore. Deep down Gorim always knew this day would come. He was just hoping he had more time is all.

"Hey Gorim…" The Princess started on her way back, seeing her second standing there in the hall, she grew worried quickly.

"My lady." Gorim stood in attention.

"What's going on? Is everything alright?" Lady Aeducan asked concerned.

"Oh, yes my lady. They had kicked me out to discus private matters. I'm just upset cause I thought I was going to be able to finish eating, ha, ha!" He laughed deep from his belly, knowing inside that it meant nothing.

"Oh, heh, well I'll make sure to sneak you seconds at lunch. Now come on, the proving will be starting soon and I don't want to miss the fighter announcements." Lady Aeducan began to walk to the door of the lavish assembly building.

Gorim stood for a moment as he watched his love walk out the door, he feared that it would be the last time he saw her do so.