The dagger blade sliced easily through her skin. Kathrine dropped the weapon and let the wound bleed before running two fingers through it and smearing it across the bridge of her nose. She usually would use ink and draw vines around one of her eyes and down her neck, or something to that extent, but this was a day she was going to be different.

The rogue was wearing a dress, nothing grand, just a simple one, and she had a concealed dagger strapped to her thigh.
It was Isabela's idea to go out and have a night out in town. Of course, Kathrine objected, but the pirate had given her a hurt look and she finally gave up.

Isabela had invited them all to come, Merrill had accepted without hesitation. Varric wanted the wine. Anders had always worried for Hawke, even though he knew she cared for Fenris, and other than that, she had no idea why he had decided to come. Sebastien had told her that he was busy. Aveline had decided to come, but Kathrine had no clue to her reason why. Bethany had planned to go with her sister. That left Fenris, and Kathrine had no idea if the elf planned to come or not.

A heavy sigh escaped her lips and she looked a hand mirror that lay on her dresser, a gift that had come from her father before he had passed away.

The blood made her stand out, her green eyes glimmering in the candle light and her black hair straight on her face. The vines and other markings would have looked better with the gown she was in, but it didn't matter.

It was a celebration to the nobles in Hightown, a feast and dance for a night of fun with lanterns and laughs. The uptight nobles sure needed it.
She didn't let any of it bother her, instead she headed out of her room to meet Bethany.

-x-x-x-

The town hummed and buzzed with life, Kathrine and Bethany squeezed through the crowd of dancing nobles.

Music filled the air, along with the smell of roasting food and sweet wine. Lantern light shone everywhere, not letting any piece of the place dark.

"They finally show!" Varric said, raising a half empty glass of wine in the air, before lowering it to finish it off.

"Hawke, what's wrong with your arm?" Merrill asked, noticing the little bits of dry blood.

"Nothing, I cut it," Kathrine paused and pointed to the bridge of her nose. "To do this. I would have done something else, but this seemed right to me."

"Seems like you," Aveline cut in, sipping from her own glass of wine. The warrior look strange when not wearing her normal armor and shield.

"If you want, I could easily heal the wound." Anders suggested from where he was. Kathrine and Bethany took a seat before there was an answer.

"No, Anders, I'm fine. I want a scar, anyways." she assured with a slight smile. She motioned for Varric to pour her and her sister a glass of wine.

"Carver would have loved this." Bethany muttered. Kathrine laid a hand on her shoulder.

"Yes, Mother and Father as well. Don't worry, Beth, I'm sure they're fine, and would like us to have a good time." she whispered.

"Yes, your right, Kat." Bethany agreed then turned to take her glass of wine from Varric. Kathrine shook her head and looked around.

"Fenris isn't coming, I take it?" she questioned.

"I don't know." Isabela replied, using one of her daggers to pick up a piece of fruit, and popping it into her mouth. "He only told me that he wasn't one for parties. Or nights out. It's strange, yes? I thought he would like it, with all the free wine. Heh, all-you-can-drink." she grinned and licked the juice from her lips then went for another piece.

"Ravani, you didn't tell me this was an all-you-can-drink!" Varric said, signaling for another bottle of wine. Kathrine rolled her eyes and lifted her glass to her lips.

"For good reason, I say." Aveline told the dwarf. Merrill giggled.

"Hmph," he muttered, pouring another glass for himself. Kathrine finished off her glass then got to her feet.

"I'm going to walk for a bit, see if I can find Fenris." she explained, looking at her companions. "I'd also like some time alone, no worries."

"Are you sure you wouldn't like somebody to come with you?" Anders asked her, eyes brimming with concern.

"Like I said, no worries." she repeated, lifting part of her dress to show the tip of a dagger. "I'm never unprepared, Anders, you all know me." she added, letting the fabric fall before walking off.

-x-x-x-

The rest of Hightown was quiet and dim, the streets empty with the nobles at the celebration.

Kathrine made her way to Fenris' mansion and raised a hand to knock on the door. The door slowly opened and revealed the elf.

"Fenris," she greeted, lips curving to smile.

"Hawke," he replied, green eyes looking intently at her, glinting in what light there was.

"I was wondering if you were going to come to the party? They've got food and all-you-can-drink wine and-" she was silenced as he moved forward and kissed her. Kathrine's eyes widened in surprise, a moment later she was looking at moss-green eyes.

"F...Fenris," she managed, blinking.

"If you want me to come, I will." he told her.

"Yes, please. I'd like that." she whispered.

"As you wish." he said, pulling her into a tight embrace. Kathrine relaxed in his arms, feeling his warm lips on her forehead. She sighed in relief.

"Thank you," she muttered, closing her eyes. Fenris let her go and she looked at him. "Let's go, then."

"Of course." he agreed.

-x-x-x-

"Look who finally showed up!" Isabela greeted, lifting a glass of wine as Hawke and Fenris appeared.

"I for one, liked him not being here." Anders mumbled under his breath.

"Shut up," Aveline hissed. Kathrine took a seat next to Bethany once more and beckoned for Fenris to sit on the other side of her. He hesitated but did so. Maybe her night out in town with her companions would end up as bad as she first thought.