CH: 21: Glass …

Glass by Daughters

The next morning, hearing knocking on her door, she awoke.

Solas was still in a deep sleep while, she being a lighter sleeper, got up. She looked around, searching for her clothes. The knocks were becoming more eager so she took the first thing she found.

Solas' shirt.

She quickly put it on. It barely reached mid – thigh and was slightly large for her frame. She answered the door cautiously.

Ghilan opened the door to find a beaming Merrill. "Oh Boy." Ghilan thought to herself. Merrill and Fenris' room was just beside hers. There was a very good chance that Ghilan could guess correctly as to why Merrill was banging on her door.

Merrill's eyes took in Ghilan's appearance. Ghilan wearing the man's shirt outlining her chest area confirmed it especially. Merrill's grin grew wider and Ghilan face palmed. At that Merrill squealed.

"Oh! Ghilan! I knew it! I knew you two would get together! I'm so happy for the both of you!"

Ghilan cringed at how loud Merrill was being. "Yes, well, thank you very much Merrill."

As Merrill continued chatting with Ghilan, Solas had awoken. He sprang up quickly hearing Merrill. He wasn't embarrassed about being with Ghilan, oh no. It was just that he was seriously underdressed for visitors. He looked around for his clothes, finding only his leggings and undergarments, he pulled them on swiftly. He started looking around the room for his shirt.

Merrill had caught movement passed the door frame, from inside Ghilan's room and saw Solas pacing around. Merrill smiled brightly and greeted him.

"Good morning Solas! I hope you and Ghilan slept well, and that you are feeling much better now. You looked rather down when you came back from Adamant."

Solas neared the door, bare chested, save for his pendant hanging around his neck, and wearing only his bottom half of his attire. He had noticed, and greatly appreciated that Ghilan was wearing his top half. His shirt.

He stood slightly behind Ghilan, giving a curt bow of his head, as incline.

"Yes I did, and yes I am feeling better than I was previously. Thank you for asking lethillan."

"I'm just happy to hear – or – to see you two finally together. Well, I'll leave you two alone now. Oh and before I forget, Ghilan, Evie said she'd like to speak with you, me, and Fenris. A favour, she said. She'd like to speak with us in the stables."

"Alright then. I'll meet you there in a moment." Ghilan replied.

Merrill smiled wide at them then turned and left.

Ghilan closed her door and leaned her back against it and sighed.

"I have a feeling that we will be found out very soon."

Solas moved closer, appreciating how casually and comfortable she looked in his shirt. "I do not mind it as much as I thought I would, surprisingly." He kissed her chastely. "Good morning ma lath. Sleep well?"

"Very. I've never been so worn out yet so relaxed before."

"I'm glad." He hummed.

"And you? Are you truly feeling better? You really had me worried."

"Ir albelas, Ghilan. The nightmare really shook me, but being with you helped me out of it." His face grew with seriousness. "But I didn't want you to get the wrong impression. I came to you not for a 'casual ease of stress', no. The vision made me realize, that even though we are immortal, we may still die. And I was being foolish in wasting my time not being with you. I love you Ghilan. And I will be with you as long as you want me to be."

She smiled and kissed him. "I love you as well Fen Harel. Now let's get dressed."

It took the two new lovers a few more moments to leave Ghilan's room due to … distractions. They both felt so at ease with one another. So when Ghilan was about to leave to meet up with Merrill and Fenris in the stables, Solas had offered to escort them and before he left them, Ghilan hesitated, but smirked as she turned to him to kiss him. Solas had taken the kiss in stride, ignoring the onlooker's cat calls as he deepened the kiss. They parted as people started a small applause. It was a surprise to most and entertainment for some because they had never witnessed Solas being intimate with anyone in that way until now.

Solas said his goodbyes for now and it was automatically back to business. Ghilan held a noticeable glow to her tanned skin. Evie was in the stables as she had been told and she happened to be one of the people applauding. Blackwall would've too … if he were there. Which is why they were called to meet. Apparently, Blackwall is actually Thom Rainer, who is being held prisoner in Val Royeaux. Evie asked them to get him out. Either with force, subtlety, or diplomacy. She didn't really care at the moment, she just wanted her friend back. Ghilan chose to do this subtly along with her team. It was just her luck that there happened to be a prisoner in the Inquisition dungeons who held similar characteristics to Thom, they just needed little altercations and then they'd have their double.

They had gotten to Val Royeaux and switched the real Thom Rainer with the imposter and no one would be the wiser.

Rainer had stopped in his tracks as soon as they reached a secluded area.

"Why did you get me out? I deserve to be punished for what I've done."

"Evie wanted you out." Ghilan replied.

"Still, I shouldn't able to walk free for what I did. I deserved that. Being in there. She should not have done this."

"Look. Evie wants you back at Skyhold. She got you out because she trusted you and she felt that you two were friends. If it makes you feel any better, you aren't exactly free just yet. Evie as the Inquisitor, would like to judge you herself and deem a punishment." Ghilan clarified.

They carried on their way back to Skyhold.

The verdict was sentenced. Evie felt punishment Blackwall – Thom Rainier, was to carry out serving the Inquisition. And them handed over to the Wardens when their mission complete. It had not been a decision made easy, however she realized that Thom would like that outcome better than anything, even if he may perish at the Joining or at the hands of the other Wardens.

Later drinks were hold in the Tavern.

Ghilan had entered with Merrill and Sera. Fenris was already there in doing some sort of drinking contest. Ghilan heard the commotion and knew for sure Fenris would be hard to beat. He could sit perfectly still with his hardened emerald eyes, staring right at you, and you would never know he had just downed three bottles. Solas had walked in a little later to an amusing sight. Fenris and the Iron Bull downing mugs of alcohol in a competition. He saw Ghilan and smiled. He walked up to her and laid a hand on her shoulder as he took a seat next to her. She leaned her face near his and greeted him with a kiss.

"Uh, you two get a room!" Sera voiced.

"Oh we will later, Sera." Solas replied teasingly and she just groaned again.

They were all eventually dragged into another game of Wicked Grace. At one point Ghilan had seated herself drunkenly on Solas' lap, squinting at her cards.

Later that evening, Ghilan and Solas had retired back into her room. It was another night of long, slow, passionate, partially drunken, love making.

They were entwined and exhausted. He lifted his head and look at her disheveled appearance. He saw the wound he had made and was ashamed. It was brimming red, with noticeable bite marks, a little bit of blood specking it.

"Ghilan," He breathed lifting his fingertips, ghosting them over the bite, "I am so sorry. I hurt you ma lath."

She felt the stir of magic from his fingers. She took his hand within her own, halting him.

"No, leave it. It's alright Solas. I want to keep it ma sa lath. I am yours."

Solas was taken aback. "No Ghilan. I would not lay claim upon you. No one should."

"Ah, but I know bear your mark," she smiled at him with warmth, "and it is a mark I will wear proudly." She kissed him and turned away from him to get some rest.

He was glad for that for one thing.

She did not see his appearance falter, his eyes sadden.

"If she knew, she would not be."

Was his thought before he cupped her form with his own and drifted off to sleep as well.