Chapter 10
The Chargers gathered around the campfire, attempting to warm their shivering bodies. Krem had spent the past few hours trying to calm the furious Iron Bull. They had been told to arm themselves three times now before Krem told them to stand down again. Now all was silent and this worried the Chargers even more.
Iron Bull paced in his tent,
"I need to be with her Krem! Why are we out here freezing our balls off when they could be doing anything to her!"
Krem sat and held his hands to his head,
"We've talked about this Chief, they would kill you before you even got in,"
The Iron Bull huffed in defeat and sat down. He rubbed the spot where his half of the dragon tooth usually lay,
"I've never felt anything like this before Krem, even before that business with the blood lust...but now, it just hurts not to be with her." Iron Bull started pacing again,
"We'll come up with a plan Chief, I promise you,"
Outside the camp a figure appeared in the snow, the Chargers stood ready. The Mage, Solas approached Iron Bull's tent,
"You were very difficult to find Iron Bull, your company lives up to their reputation,"
"You can thank Krem for that one, I wanted to storm Skyhold immediately rather than lick my wounds out here in the fucking cold,"
"Keep that one close to you Iron Bull, you will live much longer,"
Iron Bull slumped onto a chair and motioned for Solas to sit, the light from the mage's staff cast soft shadows on the walls,
"Why are you here Solas,"
"We require your help, I have reason to suspect our Commander Cullen has been possessed; he has kept the Inquisitor under lock and key," Iron Bull growled to himself. Fucking demons. The elf leaned forward,
"Others in our group agree with my suspicions. So we plot in the shadows less we make the demon aware of our plans,"
Solas reaching inside his robe and produced a half a dragon's tooth held on a chain. Iron Bull smiled gratefully and put the chain around its rightful place around his neck,
"How is...how is she," Bull asked,
"She's safe for the moment. Cole is the only one who can actually get in to visit her. He keeps her spirits up," Iron Bull was never more thankful for the kid's gifts as he was then.
"Cullen mentioned something when he blew up her door, that she, well," for once Bull was lost for words,
"With child? I honestly do not know." Solas thought out loud,
"Perhaps the demon wishes to possess the child and took advantage of the commander's feelings,"
The blood in Iron Bull's veins ran cold.
"Gather your men, Iron Bull. We must be swift and vicious,"
Nyree lay on her bed. She was drained. She had cried until there were no more tears left to give. Nyree had no clue how Cullen had pulled this off but no one was allowed to see her. They locked her windows, barred her door. Thank the maker for Cole, he appeared in her room when she despaired over her latest failed escape attempt. Her inner circle thought Cullen possessed, she could hardly argue with them. Cole told her they had a plan to rescue her and Cullen. She missed Iron Bull. Her body was bruised from their last meeting and the love bite on her neck looked angry, still she had never felt so connected to anyone in her entire life, like she had floated to the maker's side and back again.
A sudden nausea came over her, she leapt out of her bed and vomited into a pot. Cold hands on her back, drawing back her hair. Cole held her till the nausea passed,
"Thank you Cole," she smiled weakly,
"The tangle is tied, but tenderly, knots in satin scarves. Two halfs yearning to be whole." Cole brushed hair over Nyree's ear,
"He thinks of nothing but you, your hurts are woven together, he is coming for you, " Cole vanished. Nyree smiled and held her dragon tooth in her palm.