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"I'm surprised my brother isn't here," Smirking, I lean against the battlements turning to my old friend.
"Fenris and I thought it best to split for the time until the hunt on me ceases," Hawke sighs sadly.
"What of Robin?" My eyes narrow feeling a wave of worry.
"Don't worry Robin's in capable hands," Hawke waves it off.
"I swear if Robin's with Carvers…." I grumble.
"They are with Fenris…"
"Um…what? Fenris who is most likely killing Vints is with your child? The alcoholic, the main target of the Vints? The-"
"I trust Fenris Fen you should do I mean he is your brother. Besides you can't talk, you think Robin's safe with you?" Hawke brings up making me grimace at her valid point.
"Of course not but my brother isn't any better! Just because he's my brother doesn't mean I trust him!" I scowl at the thought of my alcoholic brother with a young child…
"Listen to me Fen, Fenris hasn't spent any time with Robin since leaving Kirkwall….this may be good for them both, for Fenris more than Robin," Hawke brings up making me go silent and frown.
Now then tell me, have you been eating? Isabella sent me a letter about you seeming well…" Hake enquires, arms crossed as I scowl and roll my eyes.
"I'm fine, I don't need a mother I told you that," I huff irritated at the same question.
"Oh come now, there's no need to pout…" Cheekily, Hawke teases making me scowl.
Suddenly, the soft sound of footsteps interrupts our conversation as well as the high pitch squeal, making me wince back with Hawke.
"I see someone's a fan," Hawke smirks.
"A fan is an understatement of the century," I grumble, scowling cradling my ear no doubt bleeding from her high pitch squeal of excitement.
"I can't believe it! It's you! It's really you! It's an honour to meet you the champion of Kirkwall, champion Hawke!" Eve gushes, even bowing to her making me stare wide-eyed at the moron.
"Well it's not everdya im bowed to and I don't dislike it," Hawke joeks lightly while Varric turns to Eve.
"Inuitisotr meet Hawke the champion of irkwall," Varric introduces her to Eve.
"Though I don't use that title much anymore," Hawke smiles softly.
"Hawke, the inquisitor, careful she likes to ask pointless questions," I warn her.
"Hey!" Eve pouts as I simply shrug and watch the fangirl be in awe of her idol, Hawke.
"I figured you might have some friendly advice about Corypheus, you, Fen and I did fight him after all," Varric smirks taking out a bottle to drink from.
"Don't remind me," I grumble, reaching out to take the bottle from Varric, only to see him sneakily escape as I scowl at the smirking dwarf, and try numerous attempts at stealing a swig from it.
"You did!? You never told us…" Eve frowns seeing me chasing Varric around the barracks for the drink.
"Because it didn't matter at that time until crystal dumbass came back…" I scowl only to smirk victorious as I successfully steal the drink and take a sip, only to wince at the shit.
"What is this horrible shit?" I scowl.
"Water," He smirks coyly as I glare daggers at the snickering Varric, taking back the bottle to drink as I grumble curses, pouting at the ass.
"You've already dropped a mountain on the bastard I'm sure all that I can tell you pales in comparison," Hawke takes a seat, leaning against one of the walls of the Barracks as Varric passes me a bottle which I happily accept. The pair of us clicks our last bottles before being killed by Cassandra, no doubt she's found out by now and is trying to hunt us down as we speak.
"Oh I don't know. You did save a city form rampaging Qunari, slayed a dragon, saved countless lives, you should be here not me," Eve confesses making my eyes narrow. No she shouldn't she's done enough for these people, she doesn't deserve to go through even more than she did back then…you're the inquisitor, deal with it.
"I don't see how that really applies or is there a horde of rampaging Qunari I don't know about? If you want Fen could do it, you should see it, she practically destroyed most of them back there," Hawke smiles my way as I simply raise my bottle up, taking another sip of it as the two talks.
"I heard. She got thrown through the window…" Eve remarks.
"By the Arishock, it was both amazing but painful from what I saw. But still you fought and sealed the breach that's damn impressive I could barely stop my friends from fighting," Hawke confesses sadly, hey not my fault most of our friends were from one extreme to the other…
"Varric and Fen said you stopped Corypheus before," Eve exclaims.
"Fought and killed. The grey wardens were holding him and he…somehow used his connection to the darkspawn to influence them," Hawke answers.
"Corypheus got into their heads, messed with their minds, turned them against each other," Varric simplifies.
"Apparently they needed the blood of the Amell, virgin blood at that," I snicker at the memory of Varric's remark of Hawke's 'pure' blood.
"If the wardens disappeared they may have fallen under his control again," Hawke tells Eve, of course they did…
"If that's' what happened to the wardens. Do you think we can free them?" Eve suggests hopeful.
"It's possible. But well need to know more first, I've got a friend in the wardens. He was investigating something unrelated for me. His name is Stroud. The last we spoke he was worried about corruption in the ranks. Since then nothing," Hawk reasons.
"Corypheus would certainly qualify as corruption in the ranks. Did your friend disappear with them?" Varric questions.
"No. He told me he'd be hiding in an old smugglers cave near Crestwood," Hawke informs us.
"What were you investigating?" Eve questions curiosity evident in her tone.
"The Templars were using a strange form of lyrium, it was red. I was hoping the wardens could tell me more about it," Hawke answers.
"We've encountered red lyrium. Corypheus used it when he attacked Haven, had Templars with him and it looked like he did the same thing he did to Fen in the bad future, corrupted them and made them bend to his will," Eve explain calmly as I notice Hawke glance at me raising a brow as I simply shrug, holding in the urge to reveal my disturbed expression from the memory, seeing her surprise at my lack of info, it didn't really matter, cause that isn't happening…
"Hopefully my friend in the warden knows more," Hake sighs.
"Thank you, I'll take any lead I can get but thank you for your aid Hawke I mean it," Eve smiles.
"I'm doing this as much as for me than you. Corypheus is my responsibility. I thought I killed him before this time I'll make sure of it, Hawke says as we all nod, only for me to raise a brow when Eve requests nervously if she can ask some questions and Hawke doesn't really mind.
"Where have you been? I mean it, how did you hide so well?" Eve asks genuinely intrigued.
"It wasn't easy thankfully Fen and Fenris knew their way around fleeing without a trace and helped me. Fen had some old contacts that helped me stay hidden. I heard the chantry might be sending a exalted march to Kirkwall to put down the rebellion. I hoped leaving would save lives and divide the divine's forces to come after me as it turns out, I needn't had bothered. All the circles started rising up and the exalted march never came," Hawke smiles sadly.
"What's your view on Anders?" Eve questions softly seeing my brief frown at the mention of that traitor, feeling a sense of conflicting emotions brewing in me at the mention of that extremist.
"I don't think there never was just a Anders. He was crazy by the end of it there was nothing left of him except an innate need to start a war no one else could win. Fen was hurt the most out of all of us from his betrayal, he was the first mage who began helping Fen see the good in magic but then he betrayed her and those walls nearly came back up if it weren't for the others…" Hawke explains as I scowl at the memories of me believing in him, trusting him beginning to see the truth that they are both dumbasses, only for him to go all psycho just cause of some spirit in his head, tch…
"I heard you had family and friends in Kirkwall, where are they now?"
"My brother is a gray warden. I had my friend Aveline take him as far out of Orlais as possible, when the wardens began acting strangely. I had to keep my family safe; of course he wanted to follow Fen on her adventures if it weren't for Fenris intervening before leaving too. Fenris would have killed himself to protect me but he had to protect Robin from it all…"
"Robin?" Eve frowns from the name while I feel a pang of fear and paranoia.
"My child, I wanted to keep them out of the chaos me and my friends caused. I kept Robin's birth a secret knowing the dangers that lay ahead of me, who knows what monstrosities could strike at them…Robin's just…"
"Hawke," I call out hearing her strong voice go softer, knowing the reasons for her mischievous attitude was a defence, she had to use in order to not break down from the horrid shit that fell upon her and her family back at Kirkwall.
"Look enough fo the questions alright, let's just…we have shit to do, Hawke is most likely tired so Varric could you get her some quartets or something?" I ask him as Varric nods, Hawke sighs smiling softly at me then leaves with Varric.
"Fen I didn't-"
"I know you didn't mean to just…look Hawke is my family. I won't let any of my family get hurt do I make myself clear? She's been through enough as it is," I warn Eve quietly who simply nods, as we both descend down the stone stair steps, My eyebrow raised as I take a sip of my drink when I see Cullen talking to some troops.
"You know you could just be yourself getting all sweaty and nervous isn't going to get anywhere," I warn her as she stares longingly or most would think creepily at the blonde.
"I… know it's just…"
"Here, this usually helps me when I'm stressed, panicked, or any sort of negative emotion," I smirk passing her the bottle, only to see her raise a brow when she snatches it and gulps it down.
"Hold on!" I warn her considering the sharpness only to see her gag and gaps, making her drop the bottle, clutching her throat.
"What was that!?" She heaves.
"Yeah...I sort of forgot my type of drink is quite sharp…"
"I'd say strong," She wheezes out as I sigh, helping up the coughing girl and patting her back, helping her regain her breathing pattern.
"Now go out there and…do what romantic people do," I shrug slapping her on the back and shoving her forward as she tries but manages to save herself from falling as I watch, eyebrow raised at the romantic scene before me, snickering…
Until…
"Found you…" Slowly, I turn to the familiar voice, smiling uneasily as next then I know. I'm dragged away, missing out on the funny scene, damn it Cassandra!
Eve pov:
"Send men to scout the area we need to know what's out there," Cullen instructs looking down at the map, instructing one of his many recruits. Many other surround him, waiting for orders. Confidently, I approach him, the heavy burning lingering feel of Fen's drink, still resonating in me giving me the boost as I approach him.
"Yes sir," The two scouts chorus, saluting and leaving him, only for another to arrive.
"Commander, soldiers have been assigned their temporary quarters," The scout reports to Cullen.
"Very good. I'll need a report on the armoury as well," Cullen says to him only to frown as the scout hesitates…
"Now!" Cullen orders startling the scout back into his work and rushing off to tend to the duties assigned to him. Sighing, Cullen turns to glance at my nearing form as I give him a sympathetic smile, feeling slightly bad for all the burdens given to him.
"We set up best we could at haven, but could never prepare for an archdemon- or whatever it was. With some warning, we might have," Cullen sighs sadly ad I frown. How could he prepare for a archdemon, those creatures have killed dozens, hundred millions, he couldn't have done, known of us did.
"Do you ever sleep?" I sigh smiling trying to change his tiredness as he releases a small predictive smile at my tease.
"If Corypheus strikes again, we may not be able to withdraw…and I wouldn't want to. We must be ready. Work on Skyhold is underway, guard rotations established. We should have everything on course within the week. We will not run from here Inquisitor …" Cullen looks into my eyes, bringing a small smile to my lips, which he copies as we continue to stare shyly into one another's eyes, feeling almost transfixed into staring into those cute loving browns…
"Commander!"
Scowling, we turn to the scout from before who hesitated, only to return and flinch back from my furrowed brows as I awkwardly cough.
"I ugh…better get going," Nervously, I smile feeling a familiar heat rise in my cheeks as I shakily leave...
"R-right," Cullen stutters smiling sheepishly as I leave the blushing boy and decide to head off…
*What dynamic do you see Fennic and her brother have?*