Dane found me a 100yr old bottle of wine... don't ask me how, but he did. Everything at the castle has really gotten to me and I'm now enjoying this bottle of wine immensely. We need to detour to Denerim because we still can't find armor for Sten and Alistair has a sister there, oh and Leliana's old boss is there too (she tried to kill us). Connor and the Orlaisian bitch (Isolde) will have to wait awhile longer then planned.
Alistair has come to sit next to me. I think I may be a bit tipsy, because all I want to do is curl up into a ball on his lap and have him hold me. He's watching me with those decidedly sexy eyes of his, concern showing.
"Are you alright Vaelyn? You're a bit flushed."
"I'm fine. Wine?"
He takes the bottle from me skeptically but smiles after taking a sip. I love his smile, makes me... tingly. Wow, I have had too much wine.
"Has anyone ever told you how handsome you are?"
Oh shit, I didn't mean to say that out loud. Alistair looks at me with a slight smile on his face.
"Not unless they were asking me for a favor. Well there was that one time in Denerim, but those women were... not like you. Why, is this your way of telling me you think I'm handsome?"
Well in for a copper, in for a sovereign.
"And if it is? What then?"
"Oh, nothing much. I just get to grin a bit and look foolish for awhile."
We're both grinning now, and I've a nice warm fuzzy feeling from head to toe. I've leaned in very close and find that we're staring into each other's eyes. Suddenly the world seems to disappear around us and all I can focus on is his very attractive lips. An urge to see what those lips taste like fills my entire being. I don't know whether it's the alcohol or the sleep deprivation impairing my judgment, but I move in for the kill. The kiss is everything I've dreamed about, sending waves of heat through my entire being as my lips touch his. His mouth is softer then I expected. He's frozen in place for a heartbeat, but then softens and dives into the kiss with a passion that sends a thrill down to my toes.
Shocked but pleased I pull back upon the completion of the kiss, a smile lingering on my lips. Alistair's eyes are bright with a similar look, and a thrill of excitement rushes through me as I realize he enjoyed the kiss as much as I did. We don't talk afterwards, but we do lean on each other while we finish what's left in the wine bottle.
It's then that I feel something hard poking me in the side and remember the necklace hidden in the pouch on my belt. It takes a good deal of effort but I sit up and manage to pull it out without falling face first into the fire. Feeling a bit nervous I offer it to him. He's shocked but happy and seems to be surprised I remembered him talking about it. Silly man, of course I remembered. He clutches it tightly and offers me a smile that makes me feel very special. I sigh happily and return to leaning against him and watching the flames dance in the campfire.
Eventually I start to doze off while leaning my head on his shoulder. Before I completely pass out I manage to say goodnight and make my way to my bedroll without falling over. A pleasant hum runs through my body as I snuggle into my blanket.