"Golden, graceful, glittering but not of Gaude, voice delicate and delectable…" Cole's words snap me out of my thoughts as we adventure through the wilds, heading towards the destination to meet Dorian's father.
"What are you talking about Cole?" Blackwall frowns briefly glancing at me for translation only for me to remain silent, too tired to have taken notice.
"Sweet soft silky, her dress and also under her dress. Are you going to talk to Josephine?" Cole questions Blackwall as Dorian, Eve, Bull and I raise a brow interested.
"Makers balls! Get out of my mind would you? You make me sound like a dirty old bastard!" Blackwall curses as Cole frowns innocently.
"Under her dress my, my Blackwall," Teasingly, I raise a brow smirking.
"Shove off…" He huffs.
"Do you want to hear what she thinks of you? I've done it for Fennic about Solas…" Cole offers as I feel a few eyes on me.
"I didn't really ask for it Cole…" I remind him, recalling my scolding I gave him for making the room awkward.
"But you did, you often ask about how people view you in your mind…" Cole blurts out as I take in a heavy gulp feeling all eyes on me.
"Cole," I snap sternly making him lower his head guilty like a child being scolded.
"Sorry…." Cole whispers as I sigh, massaging my temple.
"No!" Blackwall barks at Cole snapping us out of our conversation and back to the original.
"You should…" Cole encourages.
"I feel bad for you now," I smirk.
"And why's that?" Blackwall frowns.
"You'll have to gain the approval of Leliana and we both know the likelihood of that…" I remind him as he crosses his arms in silent defeat.
"Oh shush….." He dismisses me as I smirk and we continue our way there.
"I hope it doesn't bother you to work alongside a vint Ironbull I know it did for Fennic at the beginning," Dorian exclaims.
"That's what you are, you people look kind of the same to me and I just though Fennic didn't you like, she tends to not like people," Iron Bull gestures to me.
"He isn't wrong…" I confess.
"I'm also a mage would you prefer me bound and leashed?" Dorian teases.
"I'd buy you dinner first," Bull smirks.
"Look pretty before you sew my mouth shut," Dorian plays along as I groan at the morons.
"If that's what keeps you happy…That staff of yours is in pretty good shape Dorian. You spend a lot of time polishing it?" Bull questions flirting.
"Vishante kaffas! Don't you ever bathe!?" Dorian recoils back from Bull.
"Sometimes you want to watch don't you?" Bull teases.
"I rather stand up on wind," Dorian scoffs.
"Humans smell like poo rotting in the sun just saying…" Bull confesses.
"What's going on!?" Meekly, Eve questions me blinking lost to them.
"Why is Bull thinning of Dorian bound?" Harmlessly, Cole questions me as shamed, head down I place my hands on both their backs pushing them forward.
"Don't ask, leave them…" I mutter wishing to protect the purity as we draw closer to the place, my head down shaking my head at the idiots, hopefully they'll get out of this rut of theirs by shagging in the forest, I wouldn't be surprised if it were those two…
"I can't believe my father's gull of course he couldn't come to Skyhold! No, that would be too much. But contacting some southern cleric on the sly? Much wiser," Dorian rants as we get closer and closer to the destination at hand, the tavern. Calmly, I back away with Blackwall, Cole and Iron bull as Eve and Dorian are about to enter the tavern, only for them to halt in their steps and turn back to us to my confusion as Dorian frowns at me.
"Well?" Dorian huffs.
"Well what?" I question.
"You coming or what!?" He scowls.
"Wait...you want me in there?" I question puzzled.
"Yes come on!" He huffs grabbing my arm as I scowl and remove myself from him scowling.
"Why? How do I know-"
"Please," Stunned, I blink at the sheer almost cry of pleading from Dorian as I notice his hand shaking as he wraps his hand around my wrist, unsure I glance at Eve who nods.
"I need someone there I know won't hesitate to kill him, I need your support to. I know we may have not gotten along at the start but…you're the only person I know who has some sort of understanding," Dorian reasons feebly as I frown but nod, not sure what to do, I enter the tavern with Dorian and Eve, going to face Dorian's father…
"Uh oh. Nobody's here. This dents bode well," Dorian nervously mutters glancing at me and Eve as we explore the empty pub, looking closed or not yet ready to open up.
"Dorian," Swiftly, I draw my blades aimed at the magister only to feel Eve softly lower my weapons as I glare daggers of disgust at the magister.
"Father, so the whole story about the family 'retainer' was just…what? A smokescreen?" Coldly, Dorian greets the man.
"Then you were told," Dorian's father sighs as I feel myself on edge, ready to strike if needed.
"Well yeah, doesn't he have the right to know what's going on?" Eve frowns.
"I apologise for the deception inquisitor. I never intended for you to be involved nor your…slave," Scowling, I feel my brow tense as I glower at the ass barely glancing at me, acting as though I was an object, enraged, I open my mouth to object.
"Of course not. Magister Pavus couldn't come to Skyhold and be seen with the dread inquisitor, what would people think? What is 'this' exactly father? Ambush? Kidnapping? Warm family reunion? And I will not have you treat Fennic like she isn't here, she's here because I told her to come, just because she isn't the inquisitor and is an elf, does not mean you can treat her like she doesn't exist!" Dorian comes to my defence making me raise a brow surprised but also grateful as Dorian's father frowns but bites his lip.
"This is how it has always been," Dorian's father sighs turning to Eve but still ignoring me.
"Just talk to him, you obviously have something important to say," Eve sighs.
"Yes father talk to me. Let me hear how mystified you are by my anger," Dorian spits out.
"Dorian there's no need to…" Dorian's father pleads.
"I prefer the company of men. My father disapproves…" Dorian confesses as I frown…
"That's it!?"