"You really fucked up this time Fen," I scowl at Varric's voice and turn to him seeing him sit across from me, arms crossed.
"You think I don't know that," I huff.
"I mean big time," He smirks.
"It's not my fault he decided to stay by my side it's weird!" I scowl.
"No that's normal for someone who is concerned," Varric corrects me.
"Well why is he so concerned for me?" I argue.
"Because you're friends," Varric sighs.
"FRIENDS!? Like hell I would be friends with that abomination," I scoff.
"Oh please don't play that card, you guys are friends, and you know it," Varric sighs.
"He's an abomination as if I would be a friend with that," I argue.
"You can be in much denial as you want but who was it you helped up when the breach was sealed?" Varric smirks cockily as I scowl.
"Oh shove off kaffas," I curse earning a chuckle from Varric.
"Fox I know you're not used to the whole comfort thing but…I think he's concerned as well as the others, if you don't tell them soon," Varric warns me.
"I don't have to tell them anything," I huff.
"Fen you can't hide this forever," He argues.
"Just watch me," I challenge him; my eyes narrowed as he releases a tired breathe.
"Fine be that way, just…don't push yourself like that, it wasn't easy seeing you bleed out like that," Varric looks down sadly as I feel a pang of guilt in my chest at his pained reaction.
"Look…I'm sorry but you know the risks when being close to me," I huff.
"Yeah that doesn't mean I like it, Chuckles certainly didn't," Varric sighs.
"It has nothing to do with him! It was his choice and mistake to stay by my side," I argue as Varric calmly raises a brow and shakes his head.
Shadows fall
And hope has fled.
Steel your heart
The dawn will come.
The night is long
And the path is dark
Look to the sky
For one day soon
The dawn will come.
The shepard's lost
And his home is far
Keep to the stars
The dawn will come
The night is long
And the path is dark
Look to the sky
For one day soon
The dawn will come.
Bare your blade
And raise it high
Stand your ground
The dawn will come
The night is long
And the path is dark
Look to the sky
For one day soon
The dawn will come.
My brow furrows when my ears perk up at the chant of multiply voices, Varric and I share a look of uncertainty and surprise as we peer over to see numerous people bowing to the singing Evelyn. I notice Cullen sing, staring at her in awe, oh brother, I roll my eyes at the idiots and watch the crowd disperse, no longer is the air filled with dread, tension and despair as Leliana, Josephine, Cullen and Cassandra meet up, speaking rationally no longer shouting, much to my relief.
My ears perk up at the sound of footsteps and turn to Giselle making me scowl as I sit down on my cot, glowering at the peaceful woman taking a seat by my side, her back turned to me as she calmly sits.
"You seem troubled my child," Giselle exclaims tranquilly.
"I'm fine, you need not concern yourself," I exclaim.
"You may not be a child of Andraste or a follow of the maker but I have heard tales of the righteous elf speaking for the mages, helping them rebel and begin this war," Giselle speaks levelly as I scowl.
"Oh what? You going to blame me for all this shit to. Heh you're not the first one, get in line for that," I smirk cockily only to frown at her calm expression.
"No, I will admit we are not perfect when it comes to the mages but not every system is perfect. But still I wanted to meet the famous elf who helped the mages stand up," Giselle explains.
"Well here you are disappointed? Many are," I shrug casually.
"I am not. I just wish for you to know, it was not your fault, all this chaos was not from your speech, this burden you hold it is something you do not have to bare alone my child, you can allow others to shoulder the pain of your burden. If you only let them in," She speaks steadily as I sigh and stand up.
"Look like I said I am no follower of the maker or whatever. And I don't need advice from some follower, I'm fine the way I am," I huff.
"You are for now but tell me how long will you punish yourself with such a burden?" Gisele explains as I flinch from her words, my brow furrowed as I turn away, refusing to allow her the satisfaction of my reaction and walk off, leaving the mother in the wake to think…
Calmly, I look out at the open environment, my breathe revealing a fog from the heat as I quietly look out at the view, my fingertips brush back my snow white locks as I release a tired breathe from my nightmares to all this crazy shit. Nothing can be easy for me can it, nothing just simple, nope, just nope.
"Enjoying the view?" Shocked, I turn to the voice finding Solas standing by a bright blue flame torch.
Why have I not noticed him?
"And here I thought I was the master of brooding guess I got competition for that title," I joke lightly seeing Solas frown and perplexed expression.
"Inside joke with Varric," I shrug.
"I see," Solas exclaims as a tense silence hits us making me frown and look away at the awkward silence in the air.
"Look…Solas, I'm sorry for earlier," I respond awkwardly scowling at his raised brow.
"Oh my, I never knew you could learn manners, even apologising this surprises me," Solas remarks sarcastically as I scowl.
"Shove off, tch, look…I'm not used to this concern you showed me okay!?" I huff glowering at him.
"I see, it is fine. Your words were nothing really," Solas shrugs as I cowl at the ass.
"Tell me, you spoke of how you fought Corypheus before…could you explain," Solas asks as I notice the hint of curiosity in his eyes as I sit down and to my surprise he joins me, at a distance of course, but I don't mind as I stare blankly out at the scenery before us…
I should tell him, he deserves to know that much…
"A while ago before shit hit the ceiling, when I was in Kirkwall, these dwarfs were after Hawke saying something about sacrificing her, it was ridiculous, a sort of thing you find in a cliché novel but still we investigated and discovered Hawkes father, he gave his life in order to seal away a creature, it was Corypheus," I explain calmly seeing Solas eyes widen at my revelation.
"Blood magic was used?" Solas enquires as I numbly nod.
"Yeah he…Hawke unsealed Corypheus, we thought we could defeat the thing, he spoke of how my brother and I were to be his allocated slaves, we would fit in well with him albeit some changes here and there," I mutter darkly shivering at the horrid memories, his eyes all over my brother and I demanding us as though we were objects, making me shudder at the painful memory.
"I…I am sorry," I hear Solas whisper making my eyes widen at the true sincerity in his tone as I flinch away, when he places his warm hand on my shoulder.
"s-sorry…I'm not adjusted to that yet," I whisper shakily.
"Its fine," Softly, and slowly, I feel Solas place his hand on my arm, making me wince but he doesn't remove his hand, almost trying to guide me into this sort of normality as I try to even my breathing and frantic heart pleading for me to escape to not become a prisoner, to not be bound again.
"We did defeat him, I swear I don't know how he survived," I whisper lowly as Solas nods in understanding, I feel a faint but gentle squeeze to my hand, trying to show his understanding as I numbly nod.
"Since you have spoken it's only fair that I speak of what I discovered. The orb Corypheus carries it is elven," He whispers.
"Elven as in our old culture, the old people?" I question my eyes widen with a hidden fascination as Solas smiles slightly, pleased to see my interest in our people.
"Yes, it is ours," Solas reveals.
"Amazing, with this orb maybe we can learn of the magic our kind once had, perhaps this artefact can help us discover what truly happened, to help cause such a great downfall of our people," I whisper in awe failing to notice the proud smile on Solas features, only feeling the faint gentle squeeze of Solas, hand on top of mine as my mind wanders in utter awe and shock of the revelation…