Stretching, I walk down through Redcliffe castle, my brow furrowed from the looks of things, we really are meeting with the mages, much to my dismay and annoyance but still it's Evelyn's decision, I pity her almost, making the decisions the tough choices I couldn't do it, half of time I never could understand how Hawke could do it, making all those decisions, it took their toll, I know and it will take Evelyn's toll as well.
"So…you talked to him?" Evelyn asks hopeful leaving Bull to talk to the merchant while Solas still keeps his distance, observes quietly from afar.
"Yep, I did the best I could, he will "consider it" or something, tch, that's the best we can get out from that prideful dumbass," I shrug.
"Better than nothing, at least he considered your advice, sometimes he patiently listens but at times when I talk to him, he hardly listens thinking he's better due to being out of the circle, not being trapped in a tower, he even makes snide remarks about it," Evelyn grumbles as I shrug.
"Everyone's different and he's just a prick," I shrug. "Yeah, you're not wrong, a-about the different part, n-not that part," Evelyn stutters, flustered causing me to chuckle slightly as her flustered expression descends to a sad smile as we continue onwards, however my ears perk up the the sorrowful voice, it catches Evelyn's attention too as she follows my gaze as well.
"Ah Senna my darling. For the first time in all these years. I fear I will not be visiting your ashes. What world is this, that demons stop a man from taking flowers to his wife's shrine?" The male of elven heritage sighs sadly. Poor guy, it's rare to see such a devoted guy, loving his wife even after her death that's loyalty there, loyalty I treasure most among things. Sighing, I turn to raise a brow having an idea on Evelyn's reaction…and I'm right. Frowning, I stare at the wide eyed, girl with hearts in her eyes, she looks almost envious.
"What if we took took those flowers to your wife's shrine?" Evelyn voices to the male who turns to her wide eyed.
"I…do not know what to say, except thank you. I never expected anyone not of the blood to come. My Senna would be grateful. Her shrine lies on a hill to the west, near the table stones. Thank you," The elf smiles warmly at us and we depart from him.
"That poor man," Evelyn sighs.
"Oh boy," I grumble knowing where this is going.
"To have a guy that loyal and faithful to his wife, who is already passed on, that kind of guy is every girls dream," Eve sighs.
"I'm almost jealous," She pouts.
"You want to be dead?" I frown receiving no response.
"So you're a romantic," Bull points out.
"Well I didn't just read spell books in the tower," Evelyn grins as I raise a brow at her.
"My favourite book would be the vole story between the tough knight guard Aveline and Donnic, so romantic," Evelyn coos as I stop in my tracks, covering my mouth as I release a snort at her.
"What's so funny?" Eveline frowns.
"You have no idea," I smirk coyly at the puzzled girl not knowing how hilarious and awkward the two were in the real world.
"Oh come on you can't tell me your lover visiting your grave isn't romantic," Evelyn pouts at me.
"I never said it wasn't, loyalty is a very attractive trait for me," I shrug casually.
"Really what about buff guys?" Iron bull raises a brow as I return with a look of disgust.
"Please as if I would bed a Qunari, besides guys who are buff never challenge me, I need a challenge not some brawny guy," I shake my head as Evelyn raises a brow.
"Never pictured you as a romantic," Solas smirks as I feel a faint blush and anger hit me.
"Anyone can be romantic dumbass," I scowl as I huff continuing on ahead of the group, feeling embarrassed from being caught out. Urgh….men.
"You're not as flashy as those mages Solas," Iron Bull points out as we continue our trek up the mountains with Iron Bulls second attempt at trying to form a trust, or some sort of friendship with Solas.
"The Tevinter mages I fought in Seheron tried to scare us with what they could do," Iron Bull turns to Solas.
Shocked, my eyes darken at the mention of that place…
I feel a wave of guilt at the memory, we were unworthy, they did all that for us and…we betrayed them…
"Viv has this confident swagger, acting as though she's in control of everyone. Evelyn changes character, looking more powerful and confident when she shoots spells. Not like the quiet elven mage, though. No frills. Nothing to give you away. Half of our targets never seen you coming and when they do, it's either you or Fennic who comes to end them, no one ever sees you coming," Iron Bull informs the pair of us.
"You make it sound as though Fennic is my knight in shining armour," Solas chuckles lightly.
"You wish," I scoff sharing the same smirk as Solas as we both eye one another.
"I shall take that as a compliment," Solas glances at me as I nod, seeing him trying to be more…friendlier to him.
"Same, I guess," I shrug not really caring.
"R-really, I change?" Evelyn's eyes widen in curiosity and surprise.
"Yeah, at first you remind me of a chantry nun all pure and innocent but when you know what you're talking about or doing you change, you become more confident, bolder and braver than your skittish self," Iron Bull points out as Evelyn turn to Solas and I. Simply, Solas and I nod as Evelyn raises a brow.
"Huh, never knew that, oh look there's the shrine!" Smiling, Evelyn rushes up the hill to find the shrine.
Quietly, Evelyn kneels down, placing the flowers bestowed to her by the husband to the grave with the inscription.
Senna, Beloved.
May your ashes be gathered by Falon'Din
And carried safely.
After all the long years you carried me.
Softly, a small smile graces both mine and Evelyn's features as I notice Evelyn has a soft tender look on her face.
"I'm envious," She sighs as I raise a brow at her.
"You want to die?" I frown.
"What!? No, No, No! I mean to have a partner care for you even after death. I hope I find a guy like that you know," Eve smiles at me.
"I'm sure you will, I mean you got curly, he seems like the loyal type," I wave her off.
"W-what we've barley spoken!" Evelyn argues.
"Yeah, well the tension between you too is pretty obvious just fuck him already!" Iron Bull encourages with a hearty laugh at the human's ruby red expression.
"W-what I can't just!?" Evelyn turns ruby red as I sigh.
"Honestly, the reason you haven't spoken to him is because each time you try to, you come up with some random excuse to talk to another person or come up to me, to ask how Cullen is or what you should do, it's annoying," I frown at her.
"So mean, I'll never know how you will get a guy," Eve huffs.
"I won't," I deadpan.
"Wait don't tell me…" Iron bull trails off eyes widen
"HELL NO! I do not go that way dipshit!" I screech at him seeing his suggestive look.
"Then what do you mean?" Eve frowns.
"Dear Evelyn I almost envy your stupidity. For someone to want me as their partner they would have to be fine with a freak with strange markings and anger issues," I joke lightly turning my back to the group, not noticing a pair of eyes on me and I walk on ahead…