Dragons and Thrones: Rising Tensions – Breaking of Bonds

Chapter 10 of my crossover, enjoy.

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Boris Yeltsin: Thanks.
Marina Ka-Fai: That would be impossible I'm afraid, due to Solas' unique nature.
Thewritter1996: Thanks, glad you enjoyed it all and liked the characters.
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Wolfgirl2013: Huh?
CPT Reynolds: Thanks, glad you enjoyed them all; the Direwolves don't really play that large a role in this story, as for where they are, it's obvious, they're all where they've supposed to be, Lady is dead, Nymeria in the wilds and the other four are with their owners. Best hint regarding the Direwolves however, look at Arya's first chapter again, her dream with her brothers and Jon, note Sansa wasn't there and Arya struggled to be heard and hear the others...Yet the boy's had no trouble, there's a hint for you.
Veridissima: Thanks, glad you enjoyed it; yeah, well, she may have pushed things a little too far (the kiss).

Now onto the story.

Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin. Dragon Age belongs to Bioware.


Briala

Briala sighed as she rotated her shoulders, working out the kinks in her muscles. She ran a hand through her brown hair, now it's usual length, neatness and luster again thanks to being back amongst civilized society. She was waiting silently in a small hidden passage; clad in a simple dark robe. Her eyes narrowed as she though to herself.

'How strange, we didn't learn much from the Westeros people, but we didn't have time to.' She noted. 'But what we did learn, how can such people live that way, in such a barbarous land. So, disrespectful towards others...even the Elves who ended up there have wound up in the same situation as here. But there, there a ruler like Celene would be unthinkable, they wouldn't stand for it. They'd see her married as soon as possible, and give the man the power.'

Just the thought of it disgusted her; so she attempted to focus on something else.

Unfortunately that something else was hardly more pleasant. 'Those men, those...beasts at Halamshiral; who knows what they're doing, what they've already done. How could they take over a city so easily and not be detected, until now…?'

She bit her lip, she was going to drive herself crazy thinking about all this. So she decided to just stop and, after listening carefully for any other sounds, she left the passage by the nearest entrance, into Celene's private bed chambers.

Celene was waiting for her, clad in a fine violet colored gown, a rather thin gown that was almost see through. Briala felt her face heat up and her heart race in a way that she found only Celene could make her feel.

"Briala, I was beginning to think you'd never make it." She remarked coyly.

The Elf smirked as she close the gap between them. "I could never keep my Empress waiting."

Instantly their lips met and without hesitation Briala soon removed said violet gown from Celene, leaving the woman naked. Celene let out a soft moan before nipping the skin on Briala's neck with her teeth. However it was then it happened, Briala tensed as Celene undressed her with just as much ease.

Up until now, the only blemishes to Briala's tan skin had been her freckles and the two moles on her right breast. But now, now her back was a mass of scars from the whip those men had wielded against her. She still bore marks from them burning her and she was certain marks had been left, physical and mental from the rape she endured to protect Brienne.

Sensing her discomfort, Celene kissed her again, before kissing softly down her neck and then, kissing one of the scars.

"Still beautiful Briala, still beautiful." She murmured softly.

Briala let out a soft sigh and embraced Celene, allowing the woman to pull her down onto the bed with her.

They were soon lost however in their kissing, enjoying the sensations as their hands roamed freely over each other's bodies. Briala reveling in the feeling of safety only Celene seemed to offer her.

Occasionally they would break their kisses for breath, during which time their hands sought each other's breasts. But all the stormy feelings and euphoric bliss of their love did not dull Briala's concerns. She could not keep them quiet any longer.

"Celene..." She said breathlessly. "I, we need to...I'm worried."

Celene stopped and pulled back, looking at her. "Worried?"

She nodded. "The incident in Halamshiral, those...beasts there that call themselves Red Templars. They must be stopped, then there's the issues we had there even before that, the Elves there..."

Celene let out a soft sigh. "I know Briala, I know, I promise, I will take your worries into consideration. I will do something about this."

Briala bit her lip; she wanted to believe that, she really did, but impatience stabbed her like a knife; Celene hadn't even said when. She couldn't just leave it hanging, especially given the circumstances.

Pressing the issue Briala spoke again. "These creatures have to be stopped; before they harm anyone. Besides, don't forget, it was Grand Duke Gaspard who stirred things up before this. We already know he's the enemy."

"That much is obvious." Celene replied.

Briala sighed; Celene was right there.

Grand Duke Gaspard; the man who, had Celene not proven her skill in the Game, would have been Emperor following the death of the previous Orlesian monarch. He was the one who instigated the Orlesian Civil War, fighting against Celene and her loyalist.

Briala nodded. "What if he's behind those...Red Templars too; what if he formed a secret alliance with them and he's how they got into Halamshiral."

"It is a possibility and something we will look into. But right now, we just, don't have enough information to make any sort of move." Celene replied.

Briala wanted to protest, but knew Celene was right.

Celene grinned wickedly at that point. "But enough of politics for tonight; I hear them all day...I have, something else in mind."

Seeing the grin Briala couldn't help but return it. Her initial reluctance faded away in a matter of mere moments.

"Oh, I wouldn't dream of refusing my Empress." She replied teasingly.

With a soft laugh, Celene leaned in and claimed Briala's lips with her own again, ready to begin.


End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.