"You know he's taken right?" Smirking, I approach Dorian looking out at the window of his nest to see him eyeing Cullen, playing against Leliana and talking to the energetic Eve.
"One can dream," He smirks back as I frown, evenly; he gestures to another chair opposite him which I sit upon.
"I'm sad to report that your request for a ball by Josephine has been denied," I smirk at his pout.
"And you're delivering this?" He frowns.
"The other scouts were too scared," I deadpan.
"What could it be my dangerous blood magic?" He taunts only to meet my stern glare.
"Don't," I snap.
"Sorry, someone's…"
"Look, I'm also here to tell you of your restriction to the wine cellar," I remind him smirking at his pout.
"More like boast about it," He huffs.
"Hey I wasn't the one demanding those posh drinks…" I argue smugly.
"No you were the one demanding stronger drinks, some which can kill…" He counters.
"That's why I said its meant for me only…not my fault you guys have weak livers…also what the heck did you do with fourteen bottles? I swear if you sing the bottle song…" I grumble.
"Oh please I just had some good old fashion fun you should have joined you'd have loved it," Dorian gushes only for me to frown when seeing the far off look in his eye however as I open my mouth to argue, my ears perk up at the sound of footsteps and turn to a scout…of course.
Eve pov:
Smiling after leaving Leliana and Cullen to their game, I decide to check on Josephine, my smile brightening glad and relieved to see Cullen so much better, healthier even with him enduring his lack of lyrium, it's inspiring. Frowning, my ears perk up at the sound of arguing from Josephine's room. Intrigued, I enter the room to find slamming the letters onto her desk, head down and her fingertips massaging her temples.
"So you're telling me she still refuses to meet the Orlesian nobles they spoke so highly of her and found her fashion fascinating. I thought it would help the inquisition gain more support from nobility…" Josephine sighs out loud.
"I'm sorry but as Fennic quotes, "I rather hang myself than hang out with some stuck up nobles obsessed with my markings…" The scout responds.
"Okay then what of Isabela? Has she considered my offer of using her ship to-"
"Yes and her answer was as noted," Loyally, the scout gives the exhausted Josephine a letter only for Josephine to scowl at the paper.
"Such vulgar language!" Josephine gasps in horror swiftly placing it in the bin.
"She refuses to do so, not wishing to involve Isabela…" The scout responds.
"I understand but her allies…." Josephine argues.
"She still refuses…I'm sorry mam, she told me to say as many times as I can," The scout responds.
"I understand…" I sigh trying poor Josephine having to deal with all of our issues and decide to leave her, knowing I won't be of much help I leave.
"Inquisitor if I may have a moment?" Surprised, I turn to the familiar voice of Giselle and approach her….
Fen pov:
"For the last time no, I will not involve Isabela in my affairs…Meredith," I huff at the poor girl, the only scout who will approach me unlike the other fearful ones, she's a good scout, strong and resourceful, came from Fereldan farm land; wanted more, dad was a farmer while mum was a teacher, wanted to be a thief and help out so joined.
"Of course madam Fennic," Meredith bows and leaves us as I huff tiredly.
"You're lucky your scout showed up," Dorian remarks.
"I only have one, most are fearful of my marks," I mutter.
"Same, well it's the blood magic as you know," Dorian smirks as we hear the sound of footsteps and then turn to the nervous Eve.
"We need to talk…." Eve begins and puts something on the table between Dorian and I making us raise a brow.
"Dorian there's a letter you need to see," Eve commences.
"A letter is it a naughty letter? A humorous proposal from some Antivan Dowager?" Playfully, Dorian smiles.
"Not quite it's from your father," Eve answers as I notice Dorian's playful mood diminish into rage.
"From my father? I see. And what does magister Halward want, pray tell?" Dorian scowls as I feel my blood turn ice cold and my muscles tense at the thought of a disgusting magister.
"A meeting," Eve responds.
"Show me this letter," Dorian demands as he snatches the letter from the table, opening it as I lean into the chair, interested and invested.
"I know my son. What my father knows of me would barely fill a thimble. This is so typical. I'm willing to bet this 'retainer' is a henchman, hired to knock me on the head and drag me back to Tevinter," Dorian summarises.
"I won't let you go! Unless…you want to go and from what I gathered you don't," Eve smiles weakly.
"He expects me to travel with Mother Giselle although Maker knows why'd he think I would. Let's go, lets meet this so called 'retainer' if it's a trap, we escape and kill everyone. You're good at that, if it's not. I send the man back to my father with the message that he cans tick his alarm in his 'wits end," Dorian scoffs.
"There seems to be bad blood between you and your father, what happened?" Eve frowns.
"Interesting turn of phrase," Dorian chuckles.
"What gave you that idea? The tone or the let's kill everyone bit…" I remark.
"Well we don't have to," Dorian smirks.
"Now, now, Dorian we both know we want to, don't ruin the moment," Smugly, I smirk back.
"But you're correct. They don't care for my choices nor I for theirs," Dorian confirms.
"Because you wouldn't get married? Is that why you left?" Eve questions.
"That too," Dorian smiles.
"Maybe you should meet this retainer, find out what your family want they could be wanting to start over," Hopeful, Eve smiles as I raise a brow at the naive but intriguing idea.
"I didn't ask what you thought did I?" Dorian snaps scowling.
"Dorian…" I furrow my brow as Dorians browns meet my stern blue and he sighs, head down.
"That…was unworthy, I apologise. There'd be no harm in hearing what this man of my father's has to say. If I don't like it however I want to leave," Dorian sighs guilty.
"Can we still kill?" I question.
"Yes," Dorian confirms.
"Then I'm in…" Intrigued, I smirk and stand up joining the trio as we get the others and head off to meet Dorian's dad…