Honey
"Don't cry, don't even think." Vixena chided herself. "You're a Grey Warden, you can't cry like a child."
Anyway, she didn't know how long she could keep her calm. Perhaps she had to go somewhere privately and cry out.
That couldn't be easy. She was surrounded by the clan of Dalish. They smiled and welcome her like one of them. She had to force herself to smile back like an idiot even she almost cry at any minute.
The boy she saved ran to her with a jar in his hands. He smiled shyly before gave it to her. "Ma serannas, for saved me and my mother, lady. This honey is the gift from us. I hope you like it."
"Honey…This is my favorite. Ma serannas, lethallin." Vix's emotion became brighter, she loves this sweet thing but couldn't taste it for years because it hard to find even in Denerim. She gave the boy a kiss on his cheek for appreciation.
He blushed before ran back to his mother, lady Grey Warden couldn't help but think about another boy. So bad, he didn't her because of her stupid habits.
'Stupid Vixena, why don't you act like a woman? How could you better than a charming Leliana? She so cute, beautiful and sweet but you is a virago, hot-head and grumpy shorty one.' She chided herself again.
"Will you kiss me like that, if I give you another jar?"
Almost drop the jar, Vix shuddered by unexpected voice. She turned around and kicked that uninvited guest at his flank.
"Ouch…!" That one cried. "I should have learned this; sneak up to your back isn't the good idea."
"I'm sorry, Zev. Are you all right?" Lady Warden asked concerning.
"Don't worry. I still alive, you have to use more than your long lag to kill me." The assassin teased.
The Cousland rolled her eyes. "Don't make me regret for spare your life, Zev."
He laughed. With some reason, after some conversations and share stories, he thought about this woman as his little sister…or brother. She really doesn't attractive in that way like the other women, human or no.
Anyway, he smart enough to don't mention it to her unless he ware massive armor like that stupid templar.
"I'm sorry, my beautiful Warden. I'm just wanted to raise your mood up. You seem down this evening."
Talk about that hold her down again. Vix frowned before asked him seriously. "Zev, you're a male, right?"
The Antivain chuckled. "I think I heard this kind of question somewhere. But oh…yah, I am a male."
"Then…Could you tell me? What kind of female you…prefer?"
"Er…if you ask about my taste, I prefer the women who beautiful, temping and…you know, generous."
"Generous…"She repeated. "What's that suppose to mean?"
Zevran gazed at that wide eyes and sighed. This one was really innocent. She looks like a child more than a female. "It's mean…someone who easy to…"
"Oh…that is…well, my sis said once. 'The easiest and fastest way to capture man's heart is take your cloth off.' I can't believe she was right."
"She is smart woman, I can guarantee."
Vix growled. "Too smart, I'm sure. But I still wonder…"
Although she didn't know how to win, little Cousland never give up so easily. Perhaps she might try something…
"Zev…could you teach me something?"
'Rule number one: Don't throw this jar to his head or other part of body.' Vix repeated what Zevran told her in her head.
Anyway, she was holding the jar tighter when she saw Alistair. He was sitting in front of his tent, frowning to the fire.
From the back of her mind, she wanted to sit beside and hold him tight. She hates it when he had unpleasant expression. But another personality stopped her from that.
However, when he gazed at her angrily, lady Warden just blinked.
'What? Why he looking at me like that?'
The ex-templar sighed and stood up, tried to leave but little Cousland called him. "Ali… Where on earth do you think you're going?"
She bit her lip. 'Great, another sweet word…Could you say something like the real lady? It won't kill you for saying that.'
"What do you want from me?" He replied harshly.
Vix clenched her hand around the jar, tried to don't smash it to his head. She forced herself to smile, hide her furious. "Someone give me this. Care to share some?"
"What is it? A jar of…honey?"
"Yah, natural sweet, I use to drink it with some milk before go to bed every night."
"Milky honey…Doesn't it?" His expression changed to grin.
Shorter one blinked. "How can you know that?"
All unpleasant emotion in his mind had gone. Who was him to take grudge on those beautiful eyes? "Little bird told me."
"Well, that bird was lucky, Shale doesn't found it."
She was almost slap herself. 'Rule numbers two: Stop mocking him.'
Alistair raised his eyebrows. "What's happen? You look…strange."
Vix tilted her head, was looking at him with her trademark frowning. "You don't like it?"
"Like what?"
"I…I mean the honey. Do you like it?" She doesn't the actress, but sometime women have to hind her true emotion.
He was grinning. "I never taste it. I can't say I like it or not."
"Well…" She opened its lid and took some of gold liquid with her index finger. "Its look…delights." And then, she sucked it.
Alistair's eyes seemed like it tried to escape from its place. He glazed the show breathlessly. Almost drop his jaw when the honey dropped on her breast plate.
"Oops…!" Vix said innocently. "I think I should take this off. This honey is so sweet and…wet, some bug might try to taste this drop."
"Can I help?" The knight asked without any thinking.
Couldn't hide her sly smile, foxy girl glazed him playfully. "I appreciate your offer, Ser templar. But Leliana won't be please about that."
"Leliana…What's so important about her?"
Now is her turn to blink. "I…I think you two…together."
"Me and…Are you kidding? How could I be with her when my heart is your?" He asked softly, slowly closed their gap with his arms.
"But…I saw you two…in front of your tent…this evening." That knot of eyebrows on her forehead told him she still wonders.
"You saw…Now I know why you ran from my tent, you misunderstood and jealous." Alistair smiled wider.
"I'm not jealous!" Still deny, she won't show him her weakness, never. "It just…well, Leliana is a charming woman. Any men might fall for her instead of grumpy one like me."
"For me, no one more attractive than you, I swear."
"Ha…How could I believe that? Men can say anything for bed women." She shoved him with a jar. "I know myself, I'm a virago, hot-head and grumpy. If I am not a teyrn's daughter, no one would interest in me."
"I'm an idiot, cheese addict and big mouth. How could you interest in me?" Alistair asked.
Vix open her mouth to refused, but Vera's words changed her mind. "Well, I think we're perfect match."
His smile grew wider. "Good to know." And then, he leaned closer.
But only thing he could kiss was a jar. "Not so fast, Ser templar. If you two doesn't together. What did you do with Leliana?"
That beautiful face turned to her favorite shade of pink. "I…asked her for some…advice and she taught me to…make up."
"Make up…? Are you kidding?"
"It isn't what you think, I just want to…Garr…I heard you complimented Zevran's hair…so…"
She smiled and ran her hand through his short dirty blond hair. "You know me. That is my way to tease you, my idiot."
"Oh…You're so cruel. If you hear the sob this night, it's me crying to sleep.
Vix smiled wickedly and kissed the tip of his nose. "At least your idiocy is endearing."
"I do my best to entertain you, shorty." And he kissed her.
She has taste of honey, sweet scent of wild flower. Alistair was lost in her charm until she shoved his chest away. Her cheeks were brushing hard.
"What…What it that?" Little one cried.
The knight looked down and suddenly blushed. Some of his part didn't notice thing propriety. It arose in the wrong time beneath his loose trousers.
"I…I'm sorry. I just…" Panicked, he swooped to his tent before came back with a large towel around his waist.
But Vix smiled bashfully, still didn't meet him at the eyes. "You like me that bad?"
"Er…I think I will go to the river. I need a cold bath…or two. See you later."
Lady Grey Warden gazed him ran away with gleaming eyes. She glad that he thinks about her as a female, not a child like everyone even Zevran thought.
She kissed a jar. "He will love you. Just wait until I found some milk."