"Where are we going, Alistair" Briar Cousland shouted from behind.
The Warden was annoyed that his friend-turned-king 'asked' him to follow the man, separating Briar from his Orlesian lover. But Leliana insisted that he followed Alistair as he was displaying a "Sense of nervousness or distress and can only be soothe with the help of a male companion". Reluctant, he agreed to his new king's command and followed Alistair to Maker knows where they were going. It would seem that he was also carrying some sort of bag, probably some drinks, from the sound of water swirling form within.
"Just a bit moooore...Ok" Alistair confirmed "This is far enough"
"This better be good or I swear by the Maker I'll kick your royal ass for wasting my time"
"Before you do, might I remind you it was you and your sister who made this ass royal just moments ago! I am still furious at the both of you for doing that, but I'll let it pass if you hear me out this one thing"
"Fine" Briar finally said "So what is it, my liege"
"Funny" Alistair straighten himself and finally started, but the words were barely structured "So..I..sorta have..a.." This side of Alistair would have amused the young noble if not for the fact Briar was annoyed by it.
"Spit it out, Alistair" Briar snapped
"I...have a girl problem" Alistair finally said
"Oh, for the love of-"
"Wait wait wait, it has very much have something to do with you" Alistair tried to reassured to his fellow grey warden before he walked away from his friend. "It's not just an advice...but more of a..permission?"
"Permission? why would you-" Then it hit him. He was reminded of a talk recently with his twin sister, the younger of two. Blair was fidgety, nervous, which was a very rare attitude to display considering her normally brash attitude. It was a matter similar to one he was currently in, asking for an advice on how "one beds the one they love". It was a very uncomfortable experience for the elder twin to discuss the topic to her. As vague as may have presented it, the experience wasn't something he would want to repeat. Now he might have to go over it again with his best friend, but this time from another perspective.
"You too" It wasn't a question. Briar sighed, his hand to his face and shook at the foolishness of the situation.
"Too? What do you mean by 'too'?" Alistair asked, puzzled by Briar's statement.
"Look, I wish the best for the both of you. Maker knows Blair needs someone in her life and it should be someone who cares for her deeply, outside our family" Briar said rapidly, trying to quickly finish the awkward conversation on his sister's love life.
"What, no that's not-"
"But I am REALLY not comfortable with this talk about my sister. So if you love my sister, since I am sure you do, as she does feel the same for you, then you have my blessing, but as long as we do not repeat this conver-"
"STOP!" Alistair interrupted "Maker, you're worse than Leliana when I teased her about you"
"What?" it was Briar's turn to be puzzled.
"I am asking you to be my best man"
A sudden paused came to Briar. Best man. Of course, if they were ever able to survive the final confrontation with the Darkspawn and it's leader, there'll be a wedding between the two..That is assuming they both survive.
"How is that a girl problem!?"
"It sounds girly to me. Worrying about the wedding and all that. Do I seem like that kind of person to you?"
"You seem like the kind to get slapped by his friend, that's what I think"
"Anyway, I was hoping you would be my best man. I wanted someone I trust and respect to be there when I am to be wedded"
"You sound like you're asking me to marry you, Alistair" Briar retorted
"Shut it. We've been through a lot together since the attack back in Ostaghar. You saved Eamon's life and sort of reunited with my sister."
"Sort of" Briar agreed. The reunion with Alistair's half-sister went less favorable than he had hoped.
"There is no one I want more to be my best man than my best friend"
"And you dragged me all the way to the middle of nowhere just so no one would hear this and fight over my title as best friend? I'm touched"
"I'll take that as a yes to being my best man. And don't get your hopes up, Cousland. I dragged you here so that Oghren wouldn't get to my brew"
Alistair put the bag on the ground and pulled out two bottles of "King's Brew", a special drink made specifically for celebration among nobles which is said to taste like gold in one's mouth. He gave one of the bottle to his fellow Grey-Warden, keeping one for himself.
"To us!" Alistair cheered, raising his bottle. "Welcome to the Royal Family, my brother"
"To us" Briar followed "That is assuming we survived the darkspawn and successfully chop off the Archdemon's head!"
"Geez, quite the optimist, Ser Cousland"
"Realist, my liege" Briar corrected
Both men open the cork of the bottle and drank the liquor, enjoying their little celebration.
"So, what is this about "you too"" Alistair finally commented
Briar smirked at his friend and both of them converse away before finally drinking themselves to sleep. This lead a bit of panic, especially to Leliana and Blair, who was able to find track the two and dragged them back to camp. This landed them a verbal beating from their respective lovers upon their awakening.
THE END
I hoped you enjoy this little shorty. I sorta wanna write something random and thought this would do. After all, the bromance between your character and Alistair is something special. The pairing between the female noble and Alistair as well is pretty cute, having the plus that Anora doesn't get the throne in the end, so it all worked out in the end. Thanks for reading~
*Update - I haven't really change a lot of the story. It's still the same except it can sort of make sense..I guess. Just wanted to update that it's now a two-part story and well.. that's pretty much it.. again, thanks for reading.
