Chapter Thirteen

On the Road Again

(A/N SMUT SMUT SMUT)

Aedan, Wynne and Lelianna had all asked why the Guardian called me Abigail… when I gave my reason, Sten looked like he approved greatly that I was 'forgetting' my former life and moving on with my new one.

I knew the butterfly effect would kick us all in the years to come. I mean… I wasn't supposed to exist and Alistair was supposed to eventually marry Constance… A noble woman, daughter to Bann Rufus of the Frozen Sea, who had once been married to Thomas Howe – whom she had a son named Peter with – and who would then marry Roderick Yorath – he would die in late 9:33 though she would love him at least.

The internet had been a wonderful thing. I had looked up Alistairs birthday one time and saw that the woman listed as his wife wasn't Anora or the Warden but Constance… naturally I'd had to look at her bio too. I loved my memory sometimes… hated it with a passion at others.

That night I sang 'Hate Me' by Eurielle…

He says, "Save me, save me"

She says, "Maybe, maybe"

She starts to turn away when he says

"Hate me, break me, let me feel as hurt as you

Push me, crush me, but promise me you'll never let us go"

Alistair and I hadn't been… together since we found out about the baby; at least… not until the night before we got back to Redcliff. But that night… wow!

"Alistair?" we were in our tent, and he had just finished a bath when I spoke.

"My Love?"

"I… I need you," I whispered. He froze in his drying himself. "Are you sure?"

"Yes! Alistair, I've said it before, and I'll say it again; I am a sex addict. Yes I suffered a miscarriage, but before then I hadn't known I was with child. Yes, it hurt that I… lost our child, and it will hurt for a while, but I know that things work as they should. If it wasn't meant to be just yet, then it wasn't going to happen. Fate will always find its way. If I hadn't been body-checked by that ogre, perhaps I would have had a still birth. Or worse yet, the child could have lived and died only months later… there is nothing wrong with trusting that the Gods have plans for us all, and at this point, it's been several weeks." by the time I finished speaking, he was on his knees next to me.

Alistair cupped my cheek and leaned in. His lips softly brushed mine before he slowly kissed me harder. My hand came up to his chest. "I love you, Ara. I only wanted to be sure you were ready."

He growled low in his throat as my free hand gripped his length and the hand on his chest pushed him back. He allowed it, his head landing on our pillows as I leaned forward and kissed him.

He let out a groan when I gave his member a gentle squeeze, my mouth moving from his lips to his jaw. I nipped softly at his neck before lavishing his chest with kisses and licks. "Ara…" his voice was rough and ragged by the time I reached his belly. His hand worked its way into my loose hair. I felt his hand clench, pulling my hair, when I allowed my tongue to dart out and lick the tip of his cock.

He hissed a breath. I made sure that my movements were torturously slow as I put my mouth around the tip, my right hand gently massaging his balls and my left on his thigh to keep me steady. I managed to get all the way to the base of his length before his hand clenched in my hair again.

I worked my tongue along his shaft while moving my head up and down, my eyes staring into his. When his head fell back and his hips jerked, I sped up just a little. "Ara… please, my love," he begged. I knew what he wanted, but purposely 'misunderstood'.

I allowed my teeth to very softly graze against him as I began moving faster. He gasped his hips jerking again before he yanked on my hair to pull me back up to his lips. I moaned as he kissed me, letting go of my hair and flipping me so I was on my back.

"No fair… I only just got started," I panted with a pout.

"Maybe I want a turn?" he gave me a wicked smirk before giving me the same slow, torturous treatment I had giving him. I whimpered when I felt his forefinger slowly enter me as his breath was hot against my slit. So evil… he never let me go for long on him.

"Alistair…" I moaned when his tongue started softly lapping at my clit.

I gasped when I felt his tongue slide in alongside his finger. "Oh Goddess…"

He got only slightly faster when my hands tangled in his hair… before he sucked my clit into his mouth. Fuck!

I felt him nip at it, causing my hips to thrust toward him.

"Alistair! Please, oh please… I need you," I was gasping and I couldn't stop my hips from thrusting as I pulled on his hair. Rather than acknowledge my please, he continued to slide his finger in and out of me while slowly kissing his way up my body.

He stopped at my chest, nipping each of my nipples before continuing his slow path to my neck. I was gasping by the time he bit into my neck.

"Alistair!" I shouted as my orgasm washed over me, causing my body to spasm uncontrollably.

I was still mid peak when he slowly positioned himself above me, one leg between mine, the other not between.

I cried out as he thrust roughly into me, the position meaning he hit a sweet spot with each thrust.

"Alistair… yes," I panted, my nails digging into his back. I raised my head up and bit into his neck, causing him to growl. I felt a thrill of desire shoot through me knowing I caused that sound to rip from his chest.

"Ara… Makers Breath, Love… I've missed this, missed you. I love you," he groaned by my ear as his thrusts increased in speed.

I whimpered, lifting the leg not trapped beneath him to curl around his waist.

He angled his hips, causing him to go deeper while moving against my clit. I knew I was crying out, knew I was screaming even, but I felt slightly disconnected. I would have sworn I was having an out of body experience were it not for the fact that I could feel my second orgasm approach.

I knew he was getting close as his thrusts became harder, more uncoordinated… I felt my nails latch firmly into his shoulders as tears slipped from my eyes at the intensity of my feelings.

I was so close, I could feel it, but something kept me from going over the edge. I heard myself beg, but it was in that odd language that I never really identified.

Alistair roared as he spilled himself in me, causing me to finally have mine. I was crying out his name, vaguely glad I remembered to put a contraceptive measure in place. When he collapsed next to me, I snuggled deeper into his arms.

"I love you, Alistair. I'd say 'Marry me', but you already have." He chuckled and said, "Nothing stopping us from a chantry wedding, my dear… if you want."

I smiled hearing the satisfaction in his voice. "That might be a good idea… if I weren't some odd race that Thedas hasn't seen before, or if I looked human. Aedan might have been a little pacified at least. And Fergus if he even cares that they're adopting me…"

"He will. Honestly, he may even treat you as more of a daughter than a sister from what I learned of him back at Ostagar."

I yawned and cuddled closer, my head on his chest and his arms around me. It would be a good night.

The next day brought us to Redcliff… Isolde looked like she was sucking lemons, Teagan looked amused and when Eamon was up and about… well I never did like the man after I found out he hid Goldannas surviving Children after the Blight knowing that Alistair thought they were his family.

Arl Eamon was only 5'8, his hair was silver and hug just past his ears from his time being bed-ridden, his eyes were blue like Connors and I would swear this man was older than my grandfather… maybe it was just that he'd been ill, but he had to use a walking staff to get around.

"My Lady, how wonderful to see you again," Teagan had come up to kiss my hand.

"And you, Lord Teagan," I curtsied.

That night, there was a banquet in celebration of Eamons recovery. I decided I would sing for the occation, but first…

Using Magic, I dressed us all. Lelianna wore a sparkling purple ball gown with a sweetheart neckline and silver belt. Aedan was wearing a White suit with Purple shirt and grey tie, the flower on his lapel was a purple tulip.

I wore a black halter-style dress that stopped at my knees and left my back bare, and had a deep crimson waist cincher belt. I added thigh-high black boots that had red ribbon décor, makeup, and put my hair up in a ponytail and made it corkscrew curly while leaving one strand out. Alistair matched me with a black suit and red tie with Rose on his lapel.

Wynne was put into a light blue sundress and her hair was done in her usual style, I matched her with Zev who wore a light blue suit, white shirt and ocean blue tie.

Fen wore a black and white doggy tux; Ash wore a white doggy dress.

Sten was now in Shiny silver armor – he refused to wear monkey suits – and Shale had spirit crystals.

Morrigan wore her signature Deep Purple as a halter dress that dipped to the navel and faded to black at the bottom. Her shoulders had feathered pieces that also decorated down to her hips. She didn't say anything and I took that to mean she liked it.

"What song will you grace us with My Lady?" Teagan asked, I knew Eamon and Isolde were listening.

"Oh you'll see, my Lord. I wouldn't want to ruin the surprise that I've set up over the last week." I gave him a brilliant smile.

I had also created a platform in the main hall for us to perform on. While I didn't like Eamon, I needed to make a good impression… so no matter how much I wanted to do 'Devil went down to Georgia' that wasn't gonna happen.

I decided to do Hallelujah – I also sang Santana's Smooth with Aedan, and had Aedan sing My Way by Frank Sinatra on his own. Everyone seemed to like the songs well enough. I had already known Smooth would be a crowd pleaser – I had sang it the night we… cleared the peak.

"Well, My Lady, you do know some interesting songs. I've never heard anything like them," Teagan commented as Alistair helped me into my seat for dinner.

I smiled, knowing that Eamon and Isolde were trying very hard to appear civil though neither liked me.

"Thank you, My Lord. I do hope you enjoyed them."

The rest of the night passed with snide remarks from Isolde and Eamon, but Eamon was much better at hiding it.

By the time we all called it a night – we were leaving for Ostagar and Flemeths hut in the morning – even Alistair had his patience wearing thin. I hadn't wanted to but… his puppy eyes made me tell him exactly why I didn't like Eamon. Alistair had felt betrayed by Eamon learning that the Arl would hide Goldannas kids in an Orlesian orphanage. Damn those puppy eyes.

We trekked towards Orzammar. Aedan had told Morrigan we could go 'take care' of Flemeth and Ostagar when we were headed back to Denerim. I had pointed out that we would have Eamon with us, so he conceded that we could take care of Ostagar before we returned from getting the Dwarves.

We had the Shriek Ambush abought half way there, and let me tell you… I suddenly remembered why I hadn't slept naked in Thedas before getting with Alistair.

Aedan had turned bright red when he saw me fighting in only a robe that wasn't even closed properly. Alistair, at least, had been on watch, so he was in Armor… when Aedan asked why I hadn't been ready for the ambush, I told him the truth… it hadn't been supposed to happen this soon. It wasn't supposed to be until after we had fulfilled all the treaties, and since I hadn't seen it ahead of time… well, I decided to stick to the 'it wasn't supposed to be so soon' part.

Avernus had contacted us about my blood. He'd been so excited to discover that I did share some common DNA with Thedasians; meaning that this body had originated on this world even if my 'soul' did not. And indeed, he had been able to cure himself of the taint with a small vials worth of the blood I'd left him, though the old mage had stockpiled his tainted blood to keep his research going.

Curing himself had actually restored some vitality, causing Avernus to become closer to what Zathrian had been; he would have a lot longer to experiment that he had in the games now that the Calling wasn't trying to take him. Avernus had also learned that my blood, when he had used it to cure himself, had another side-effect… his magic was more potent, stronger; the bulk of the effect had only lasted a few days, but his magic did retain a permanent boost… spells he hadn't quite been able to master came easily and other such 'fascinating' things.

Upon learning this, Aedan had sworn Alistair and I to secrecy. No one needed to know this unless it became vital, or I deemed a person family; the results of this getting out would mean the Chantry, the Seekers, the Wardens… everyone would want a piece of me. Alistair had agreed so fast, I knew he hadn't needed to think about it. But me? I had more questions than answers.

If my new body belonged here on Thedas, where did it come from? How was I even here? Was there another species on Thedas; one that wasn't known to the rest? I was beginning to worry that if I did find the answers, I wouldn't like them.

Imrek was there, barking at the poor Dwarven guard in a vain attempt to get into Orzammar.

"Imrek; Stand down! Loghain has recalled you, something about the Wardens being sighted? He trusts you more than us, so we are here to swap places with you," Aedan himself called out. I kept my face carefully blank.

Aedan, Zev, Ash, Fen, and I were the only ones to approach at first. It would be more believable than if our large group of various characters showed up.

Imrek straightened instantly. Aedan hadn't actually spoken with Loghain at Ostagar, unlike in the game, so Loghain was unaware which new recruit survived at the time. And even if he'd known it was Aedan, Loghain hadn't been on close enough terms with Bryce Cousland to know what Aedan looked like these days… since the Teyrn of Gwaren and Hero of River Dane hadn't seen Bryce's youngest child since Fergus got married to an Antivan a decade past.

Imrek said, "Then I wish you more luck here than I've had. I'll make my way back to Denerim straight away."

The Dwarven Guard watched us wearily when we didn't immediately barrage him with demands to enter the city proper; instead we waited till Imrek was gone and then I nodded to Fen who walked off to gather the rest of our party. Said guard was pale – normal for those who lived underground – with black hair and an amazingly intricate beard that reached his mid-chest. His grey eyes told that he was over-worked and needed a break from the dog we had just shooed away. I was happy to note that Dwarves didn't reach any higher than 5 foot even… and that those ones were few and far between. This meant I would be several inches taller than the tallest of Dwarves!

The small town outside Orzammar was… well, it was a town. Homes, markets, stalls, restaurants… it didn't have that Alienage feel either, it felt like a proper little town. We'd had Alistair – who looked too similar to the deceased king for his own good, Sten – I mean he's a Qunari – Shale – being the golem – and the Mages stay with the bard and the Assassin because they were just too… noticeable.

Once we were all grouped back up, we finally approached the Guard.

"Well, outsider, I must admit… your group certainly is different from that fool who's been barking to get in the last week."

I snorted. "Just wait till he finds out the Wardens are the ones who sent him back to his master… when he's meant to be looking for us to begin with. Dumbass," I snarked.

The Dwarf roared a laugh that was so loud, the guards on the inside of the massive door peaked out to find out what was going on. When they heard, they couldn't help but chuckle too.

"Regardless, I can't let you in. King Endrin is dead, and until the Assembly can pick a new king, my hands are tied."

"Actually, Aedan here has an ancient Treaty compelling aide from the Dwarves in times of blight. As it has the official seal, only the Assembly can deal with it… you let us in, we help the fight for a new king, and we get aid… it's a win for all of us," As I spoke Aedan handed over the mentioned treaty.

The Dwarf gave me the biggest smile as he looked up at me – that felt nice, since he was only 4'6 – and said, "If you were about a foot shorter I'd think you might have been a Deshyr. You're right, of course. I have to let you in, thanks to that little paper there. You help break the deadlock, and I'll follow you into battle myself, outsider."

Alistair stiffened only slightly as he realized that the Dwarf in front of us was flirting with me. "Oh, hun, you'll make me blush with talk like that," I winked and he laughed again as he let us in.

"Eadrek; if you have need of me my house name is Nevvin and any messenger can get to me if you ask. The Warden compound in the Diamond Quarter is available and stocked for use," he gave me a slight bow as he spoke.

I thought for a moment before turning to one of his… coworkers inside the door she was 4'4 with cropped black hair and brown eyes. "Pardon me, hun, but could I trouble you to take over Eadreks post? Alistair and Aedan are too new to the Wardens to know where the Compound is, and I've never been to Orzammar before… I'd be most obliged," I will admit I let my southern accent out as I bit my lower lip to look worried. I doubted it would work seeing as I wasn't that persuasive to my knowledge.

The woman I asked thought for a moment before nodding. "Eadrek just have Hildred report to post over here when you get to the Diamond Quarter. You can stick with the Wardens while they're here; we wouldn't want something to happen before we can get a new king."

Eadrek looked slightly startled but nodded, giving me a smile and motioned us to follow. "Just how did you know Sigge was in charge?" he asked once we were far enough away.

"Oh… I didn't. I just figured if someone could cover your post you'd be able to show us the way… as I said, I've never been here and the two actual wardens are too new to know their asses from their faces here without a flashlight, a map, and a guided tour," my words were met with protests from said wardens, but laughs from everyone else.

"You got some good sayings there, Salroka, mind if I use them?" Eadrek chuckled. "Be my guest! It's a common saying where I'm from, so just stick around awhile and you'll hear more like it. My personal favorite is when someone asks me the time, and I don't feel like checking," I winked.

This of course peaked Alistair's curiosity. "What's the saying?"

"Half past a monkeys ass, a quarter to his balls," Sten even snorted as the others began laughing.

The expected fight between Harromont and Bhelen happened as we exited the hall of Heros, but there was no death to it.

"Those two will tear Orzammar apart at this rate," Eadrek sighed. "Eh, they can try, but if it gets to that point we can just toss the less popular one into the lava pit below, right?" I shrugged and Sten was nodding as though that was the plan we should take from the start.

Eadrek snorted, "If it were that simple, do you think we'd have a deadlocked Assembly?"

"Nope, but unless I can drag Sereda back in the arms of Paragon Caridin, looks like we'll be siding with Bhelen. I hear he's a nug-humper but he'd make a good king," Eadrek roared a laugh just as we entered the Diamond Quarter. "Eadrek? Aren't you supposed to be on Gate duty?"

A female in armor similar to Eadreks asked. "Ah, just the person we were looking for. Hildred, Sigge has reassigned me to guard this Lady here. Well, her exact orders were to guard the Wardens, Ancestors forbid something happen to them before they can break the deadlock, but since it was this one here who asked, I'm just gonna stay with her."

"Hi, I'm Arvaala, though everyone calls me Ara," I stuck my hand out. Hildred clasped my upper arm and gave me a firm shake before saying, "In that case, I'd better report to Sigge. Nice meeting you, my lady… keep your guard up around Eadrek though; he's a charmer."

I chuckled as Eadrek looked affronted. "I make no promises. He's kinda sweet after all," I winked at Hildred who chuckled and gave Eadrek a clap on the shoulder. Alistair was pouting as he put an arm around my shoulders, but he didn't seem too upset. I had warned him back at the tower that I was flirt, and with that mystery tattoo, it was likely that he wouldn't be my only partner… his words to me still floated in my head. 'I can handle sharing you if that what this means, but I refuse to lose you.'

I snuggled into Alistairs arms, causing Eadrek to look a bit startled. "Ah, didn't realize you were… taken," I giggled as Aedan snorted and Leli and Wynne giggled.

"I'm… flexible. I flirt with almost everyone, but I was raised in a culture that's a bit different. Alistair knows that. Not to mention, he's going to need a noble wife soon enough," I shrugged as he growled.

"No. I'm not marrying anyone else. You're the only one I want. I've told you, I'm yours. I may end up having to share you, but you won't be sharing me," he was holding tightly to my shoulders. They all looked stunned at his words, but I smiled at him.

"And, uh… just how do you propose to keep Eamon from trying to find you a wife over the next decade, my love? He will push and push… I mean, I suppose you could marry Anora…" he snarled at that, yanking me to stop to lean forward and kiss me.

"I will not be marring the Ice Queen! She may have been my brothers' wife, but that does not mean I want her. Besides, I've already married you," he was holding me, and I pouted. "I won't force you into anything, love. I just don't feel it's fair to you if you must share me, and I get you all to myself. It's very selfish of me."

"What are you two talking about? How would Alistair have to share you, my dear sister?" Aedan looked ready to burst with his curiosity, and Zev and Leli looked really curious too.

I sighed and explained about my theory that the Polyamory symbol being the Tattoo that appeared on us likely meant that one or both of us would have to have more than one partner. Alistair stated again that he refused to have anyone other than me, and I could see that Aedan approved of that, even if I felt selfish.

Eadrek smirked at that and took up flirting again.

When we finally reached the compound, Eadrek said, "I can get a couple of people to work the compound while you're here; cooking, cleaning, picking up supplies and such. Just let me know if you want that; I've got a few people in mind. Most are working caste but if you don't mind, there's one or two among the castles that are good for their word," Eadrek had just raised higher in my respect as I smiled.

"I think the Castles should have priority; I'll make sure their paid fairly for their work, so if you're vouching for them then bring them on over. We don't need many, maybe 3 for the kitchen – one for morning meal, one for evening and one for switching off so they each have a day off each week… maybe two for the errands, and 2 for cleaning? I doubt we will be that messy or demanding, but I want to hire as many castles as possible so they can have that money to eat and such. I'm willing to pay a Sovereign per two week period. I know it's a lot, but I'm a sucker for that kind of thing…"

I trailed off when I noticed Aedan, Leli, Alistair and Wynne all smiling at me and Eadrek looked like he had just fallen in love. "I'll get right on it then. 7 Castles is no problem, and each of them being offered honest pay for honest work; they'll be thrilled. My sister certainly will be," I grinned.

"His sister is castles, but he isn't?" Alistair asked me once Eadrek hurried off to go find us some workers.

"It… well a child takes the caste of the parent whose gender they share. Eadrek being a male in the guard means his father was noble or warrior caste, his sister being castles means his sisters' mother was castles. They may be half siblings, or full siblings, however if they were full siblings that would mean his sister is older; if she were younger his mother would have been adopted into his fathers' house for having a boy…" Aedan and Leli were nodding along, but Alistair looked sick.

"Just think Alistair, the Castles here are similar to how the Elves are treated in Alienages," he flinched and muttered something about trying to make that better. I smiled and squeezed his hand as we all went and chose rooms. Aedan and Leli had finally started sleeping together about the time we left Haven so naturally they chose a room together, Alistair and I taking the one across the hall. Zev tried and failed to flirt his way into sharing with Wynne, but there were plenty of rooms for us all. While I trusted the castles that Eadrek would bring us, that didn't mean thieves didn't exist among the rest of the population, so I warded our rooms against theft before we all met up in the dining area to make our plans.

I told everyone exactly what we would face here, and how I had already decided that we would help Bhelen, because that's what the more honorable one, Sereda, would want. I also explained that if we could, I'd like to take Sereda with us when we left. She wouldn't be able to come back to Orzammar as a noble unless it was declared by a king or paragon and Gorim said she didn't want that anyway, but if she hadn't joined the Legion, I'd see if she wanted to be a warden.

Aedan agreed to see if she wanted to join us, but tried to argue against supporting Bhelen.

"Aedan, I know you don't like it – neither do I, if I'm being entirely honest – but Harrowmont will cause the Dwarves into a cycle of Extinction. He's too traditional, he'd rather see the castles die off rather than allow them to move above what he deems is their lot in life; not to mention he doesn't have enough support to do anything. Bhelen may have killed his brother and framed his sister, but he will move the Dwarves into a better future. He plans to marry Rica Brosca, a castles woman who just had his son; he plans to reform Orzammar from the inside out. Just because I don't like the bastard doesn't mean he won't make a decent king. Harrowmont is too soft, Bhelen is a prick… the options suck, but I'm not gonna doom a kingdom because of it," Aedan had deflated mid-speech.

Sten was nodding and even added, "The Qunari pick their leaders based on who can make the hard choices and live with the consequences, not based on blood. This… Bhelen would make the better option based on what I've heard."

"Well, that settles it, doesn't it? Even The Qunari and Fairy agree. It will support Bhelen then?" Shale just wanted to find more shiny rocks in the market; I just knew it. I loved the nicknames too. The Swamp Witch for Morrigan, Wynne was the Elder Mage, Zev was the Painted Elf, Leli was the Sister, Sten was The Qunari, Ash and Fen were Dog and Black Dog respectively, Alistair was the Whiny Templar, I knew Oghren would be the Drunken Dwarf… She had taken to calling Aedan the Warden and calling me the Fairy after hearing Aedan ask more about fairies and my wings.

"I suppose so, Shale. Ara is right; we can't just doom the dwarves to extinction because we don't like the better king," Aedan sighed, rubbing his hand over his face.

"Hey Shale, I think I saw a vendor that had really shiny rubies…" Leli coaxed, and off the two went with a pouch of coins to look for shiny stones. At that moment, Eadrek returned with 8 other Dwarves… only 1 wasn't castles; Dagna. I would recognize her anywhere.

"Dagna! I wasn't expecting to run into you so soon," I grinned as she looked stunned. She was 4'3 with red hair that was up in a bun. Her eyes were a soft green and she had such cute freckles.

"You… know me?"

"Ah… ahem; let's start over. Hi, I'm Ara, a seer working with the Grey Wardens to end the blight. I've already spoken with First Enchanter Irving on your behalf, Dagna… he will accept you for study, and the Circle could certainly use any extra hands they can get at the moment. If you want, you can head there now or you can wait and travel with us and we can make a quick stop at the Circle on our way to retrieve something from… a battlefield," Dagna looked like I had told her I was a Goddess and nodded.

"I'll go pack my bags now! It's best if I stay here until we leave or my father will try and force me into a marriage to keep me from leaving, and it's not safe to go alone," she rushed out the door faster than anyone else could see.

Eadrek smiled at me, "A Seer, huh? So that's how you all knew Imreks name when you sent him away from the gates."

I smirked, "Damn Skippy." The Castles with him looked slightly confused so I explained that it meant damn right, causing them to chuckle.

"Right then, I ain't sure if Eadrek told y'all how much you're getting paid, but it boils down to 50 silvers a week. If at any time you need to leave, do not hesitate to say something; we are not going to keep y'all from your families or other important things. This is a job, not a jail. If you feel uncomfortable, speak up; if you need something… y'all are just as emotional as anyone, and I will not have anyone of ya being hurt or bullied, understand?" I grinned when I got nods and relieved smiles from them all.

One in particular stood out. She looked like she could be Eadreks twin so I knew she was his sister, but she was pregnant.

I pointed to her, "You especially, if you need breaks, or just to snack on something, do not hesitate, you hear? I had a baby of my own once, I know what it's like to be pregnant and working. Okay?" she gave me a grateful smile and thanked me while nodding. Eadrek himself looked ready to cry at my damn feet… it was gonna be an interesting time.