It was a mistake coming back.
Her first day back on the job and she was already being treated as a child again. As if being a human wasn't bad enough, now she had to be careful with her words.
No elvish for starters.
Fenedhis, better get it out of her system.
This is the worst.
"Aside from the obvious quirks. Everything seems to be an order." Solas announced after he was done examining her.
Rather simply done playing with her mark.
Two Anchors!
Yes, he must have been quite marveled.
Hardly couldn't keep his hands off her.
Cassandra had been called away to speak with Chancellor Roderick but she said she expected to hear from Solas once she was done. There would be much to discuss. Perhaps instead of one scouting team, maybe two once they acquired more able bodies. Ellana was pleased with this. If she could go out on her own without worrying about Mahanon affecting her decision making then perhaps there was some hope to this world after all.
"Are you sure?" Mahanon asked, his hands now crossed over his chest as he studied her. Ellana could only groan in response. He was going to be trouble. Is trouble rather.
"I'm fine, I-I just had a moment." They were both staring at her oddly now. Fenedhis last, Ellana cleared her throat. "A couple of them." Solas's brow rose, glanced at Mahanon who in turned explained what transpired between the two of them moments ago.
"She asked if she had Vallaslin."
"She what!" Solas exclaimed and then both eyes were on her again as if she had broken some kind of sacred rule. Ellana rubbed the bridge of her nose in response.
If she only hadn't opened her mouth and called him, her heart. Perhaps this would have gone smoother. But gods did she hate him.
Her Solas knew that if she called him, ma vhenan, that it was indeed an insult. He could never be her heart again after what he had done.
'Ir abelas, ma vhenan. Mala suledin nadas.'
'Ma serannas, ma vhenan.
To see him again- after everything- she wanted to vomit. "Why?" Solas asked, and she felt heat rise to her cheeks as she spun an excuse inside her head. Fenedhis. There was no going back. She was too far deep in and decided to just run with it. Like Sera once said, 'Bullshit through everything.'
"I sometimes dream I'm an elf." She blurted out, coughing a bit when the heat continued to rise, "I just got caught up in the role I guess." They both regarded her like she was insane. A child. What would Sera say? "What have none of you dreamed to be something else?" Silence even so. "No? Well fine but in my dreams, I just happened to be a Vallaslin faced Dalish elf. Deal with it."
Finally there was laughter. Mahanon, was it? He had pulled his head back and was laughing at her tale. Left hand on his head as his right waved her off as the village idiot.
Good. She could work with that. Another Sera in the company. Speaking of Sera, she really needed to go recruit her. Her presence was much needed right now.
Unfortunately, the Dread Wolf would not wave her off as she had hoped. No, he stood his ground much to her annoyance.
Never could just leave it be.
"So tell me, Trevelyan, what pray tell is this Dalish elf's name that you dream yourself to be?" Solas questioned with newfound amusement.
Fenedhis.
He was enjoying her reddened cheeks. She assumed. Apparently making people feel like fools was a gift of his.
"I'll tell you when I remember." She answered truthfully. "Or better yet why don't you come into my fade dreams and I'll show you sometime?" She added with a hint of sultry. Another bellow of laughter erupted much to Solas stunned silence.
"Better watch out Solas...She obviously has a thing for us elves."
"I studied Elves." Ellana quipped as she turned her attention towards Mahanon. "When you're trapped in a circle for most of your life and all you can do is read, you pick up on a couple of things. So yes, Elves intrigue me among other things."
"No, I'd rather not," Solas replied curtly, finally finding his voice again. "The people need me here more so then a silly pretender does."
Ouch. Lavellan frowned.
"Don't you think that's a bit harsh coming from a trickster like yourself?" She shot back. He once again paused before he shot her an eagle eye gaze which she promptly met with a warming smile.
"Now, now that's enough you too. We'll be heading off into the Hinterlands soon and we can't have at each other's throats." It was then she looked at Mahnon with a brow raised.
"You're taking me with you?"
"Why not? You seem proficient enough. You know what the mark is-"
"What!"
"And personally I'd rather a team full of ladies than men any day. No offense Solas, you're coming too."
Solas straightened himself an instant. He turned toward Mahnon with his hands weaving behind his back.
"Of course, there are many things in the Hinterlands that I would like to look into."
"Like me?" Ellana quipped, apparently she didn't get the any fighting memo. Solas didn't even turn to regard her, however.
"Honestly you are the last thing I'm interested in right now."
"Clearly." She snapped, observing his stance. He was practically giddy at the opportunity to go searching for the artifact.
Anything that would help strengthen the Veil. "Oh and since we're all speaking so honestly right now. I can honestly say, Solas was it, that you are the worst caretaker I have ever seen. You hardly checked to see if I was alright. You just had your grubby hands all over the mark. So tell me, what is your affinity with the Anchor, trickster?"
Solas regarded her mildly. A chess piece he clearly planned to defeat with a good time, and she would not fall into that role yet again. Better air it out then keep it in they say.
"For your information, I was simply curious about how much power resides inside it. I have no idea what you're on about. You should be thanking me, Trevelyan, that I even came at all. I might not have bothered."
"If it wasn't for the mark." She finished and he didn't respond.
"You sound jealous. Does it bother you that my attention was drawn elsewhere? After all, you did call me ma vahnan. Does your fanciful dreams have you intimately persuading elves too?"
Ellana rolled her eyes.
Fenedhis lasa.
He was not going to let that one go.
"I assure you that I thought it meant that my heart was hurting. Apparently, it does not. Perhaps I skipped over that part too fast. Lost in the translation if you will."
"Of course I expected no less." From your people.
He hadn't said it but she knew it was there. With him, such insults were always at the tip of his tongue. Ellana felt her knuckles grip in her lap, and she was sure they were whitened from her hold.
"It is an endearment." Mahanon explained, "It means my heart. But I guess your people wouldn't know such things."
Mahanon was more daring than the wolf. Ellana couldn't suppress the laugh.
No wonder Solas liked him. He had Mahanon around to say the things he could not.
"Ass." She bit out. "Solas more than so."
"Pardon?"
"Sorry, it appears my answer seems to be lost in the translation. Maybe you need to do a read on Common. It might do some good for the ignorant." With that, she quickly got to her feet and went out the door. Mahnon offered her a quip for help and she waved it off. "I'm fine. I don't need help getting away from him. I'll see you at the gates. Can't wait to see what we find in the Hinterlands team. "
Fenedhis.
This was a fucking mistake.
Notes: Translations:
Ir abelas, ma vhenan: I am filled with sorrow for your loss, my heart.
Mala suledin nadas: Now you must endure.
Ma serannas: My thanks
Fenedhis: A common curse, crap.
Fenedhis lasa: An expansion to the common curse.
