Fuming, Fennic paces back and forth in her chambers, screaming, spewing curse word after curse word from Qunlat, Tevine and some elven words as she tosses another vase or furniture to the ground.
"Fenedis Lasa!" Loudly, she curses red faced as she reels her hand back, tossing the empty wine glass she once hungrily sipped at the wall, hearing the heavy clash of breaking glass, seething unaware of the brief blush and arched brow of the calm and composed Solas, shirtless with only his necklace as he calmly turns another page in the book, he is currently invested in, in their shared bed, watching the firecracker burst, noting her once dim blue marks now spent almost as she screams into the duvet, muffling it.
"Are you done?" Solas' voice breaks the silence.
"What does it look like?" Angered, Fennic screams at him as calmly, Solas closes his book, directing his attention to his distressed partner.
"Well seems to me you made a fool of yourself down at the throne room because you couldn't keep your anger in check," Sighing, he confesses to the screaming girl as Solas sighs, passing her a pillow which she grabs, diving her head into to release another muffled screech as he calmly watches her freak out.
"You try keeping you anger in check when you're abomination of a sister comes back after you tell her to get out of your life!" Shouting, Fennic screeches.
"Drinking won't make things better", Solas points out stoically.
"And you think patronising me will?" Annoyed, Fen snaps back.
"Fen," Tired, Solas pinches the bridge of his nose.
"I can't believe Dorian what gave him the right to get involved in my business, in my family in my personal life!" Frustrated, Fennic continues her pacing as Solas simply watches.
"He viewed you as a friend he may have wanted to ready your efforts with his father," Solas offers.
"Don't tell me your siding with him you hate him!" She barks.
"I'm not. I'm trying to get you to calm down," Solas corrects her as she raises her fist punching the pillow.
"How can I when she's here!? The things she's done, the shit she pulled, she…she…" Struggling, Fennic tosses the pillow aside, glaring down at her shaking hands as Solas' eyes soften, seeing her true confliction and struggle to express herself.
Fen pov:
"Fen talk to me. Let me understand what happened, wailing and screeching won't get you anywhere," Gently, Solas opens his arms out to me as I take another gulp of the glass nearby only to note his pleading look and sigh, tossing the bottle aside as I plop myself down on the bed as he leans over my form, bringing me into his arms as I curl into his side, feeling his warm muscular lean arms around me, gently rocking me back and forth as I lean into the crook of his neck, appreciating it as I release a shaky breathe feeling Solas' warm comforting fingertips rubbing pattern into my form as I curl into his side.
"I…when my brother and I were in Kirkwall. We had raided a slave cave, freeing and finding few slaves but…we got info from one of the mages, we…we had a sister. We were shocked, we never knew we grew up thinking we only had each other; this was our chance to be normal to find out about our past, to be like Hawke was, you know. Normal…" I begin, swallowing the pain down.
"But…" Solas mutters.
"We set it up, got contacts to meet her but then she, so…turns out, she had planned to invite her own plus one to the party," Bitterly, I bring up.
"And that was…?" Solas raises a brow as I feel my muscles tense my form hiding further into Solas, who patiently waits.
"Denarius..."
"…what?"
"Yep. You can guess what happened. Wasn't really pleased in discovering Varania had planned to set Fenris and I up, bringing our old master along to trick us and take us back in order to make our sister a magister…" I sigh, tiredly.
"Solas?" Blinking, I frown puzzled by his silence only then to feel a familiar comforting hand on my cheek, making me look up to see the glassy amethyst eyes of Solas.
"Ir abelas, ma vhenan," Upset, Solas whispers to me breaking my heart as our temples meet, clinging to one another at the dreadful story.
"Ma serannas Vhenan…" Shocked, Solas blinks as I smile sheepishly at him.
"D-Did I pronounce that right? No? That felt off urgh knew I should have called you ka-" Shocked, my eyes widen when I feel a familiar pair of heated, loving, warmth lips cut me off, making me release a moan of appreciation as he turns my form so I lay in the bed as I feel him take charge, something I'm not against as we both feel our hands once again exploring familiar territory until due to oxygen, we depart from one another. Simply, Solas easily holds my small frame as I feel his head lay in the crook of my neck, looking so happy, so peaceful so in bliss bringing a small smile to my lips.
"I just….I wanted her to suffer, to the feel the same pain Fenris and I had felt seeing her, hating her, so…so proud like she was the victim, like she…I did all of it for her and she blames me for it," I inform him.
"She is a fool; she doesn't understand and appreciate the true gift of freedom. She isn't worth your tears vhenan…" Solas tells me.
"I just…I just wanted her to feel the same pain…" I confess growling.
"I don't believe you." Solas states shocking me.
"Huh?" I turn to blinking owlishly.
"I don't believe you." Solas simply repeats.
"And why's that?" Scowling, I detach my limbs from him arms crossed as I reach out grasping hold of a nearby bottle of alcohol, taking a swig as Solas sighs, shaking his head.
"You are better than this Vhenan. You are so kind, so loving, so beautiful and it's a shame you don't see how I see you," Seriously, Solas confesses to me surprising me.
"Well prepare to be disappointed sweetheart I'm a shit person!" I sigh plopping my head on the fluffy mattress.
"Vhenan…you need to be more positive on yourself," Solas sighs.
"Easier said than done," I grumble muffled by the duvet.
"You are beautiful, loving and kind, you help others no matter the reasons," Lovingly, Solas sighs, leaning over to bring me back into his arms, with each complement he gives me I feel his lips gently place upon my body, making me shiver leaning into the comforting touch as he kisses away the tears, finally flowing as he holds me when I release a small silent sniffle as he cradles me and I cling to him, lowering my head, taking in a shaky breathe, feeling safe, feeling secure, feeling…feeling protected.
"You know Zevran offered a threesome," I point out as we lay in bed, my head laying in the crook of Solas' bare neck curled in his side, feeling my legs entwine with his.
"No." Sternly Solas frowns making me snicker at the stern voice of his.
"Relax it was a joke besides it's not my thing, you know I got invited to one by Zev," I bring up smirking as I feel Solas' grip on me tighten.
"You have?" Solas raises a brow.
"Yeah, Zev and Isabella invited me and I said no. That would just be weird, I mean people do people but uh…" I trail off as he nods in understanding.
"I can't believe we're talking about this," Solas grumbles, lowering his head to hide in my crook of my neck, making me snicker at his cool breathe on my neck.
"What do you expect something poetic or shit?" I smirk.
"No, of course not," He sighs.
"I'm sorry I don't do romantic shit," I apologise sarcastically.
"I don't need you to." He assures me.
"So what's with the necklace?" I question lowering my head for my fingertips to grasp hold of a familiar necklace around his neck, noting the faint bruises littered all over his form as my fingertips graze against the old necklace.
"Hm?" He hums raising a brow curious.
"You always wear it." I point out.
"I've had it since I was younger, it helped me, remind me of my younger days," Weirdly, I frown at his solemn tone, almost sadness as he clings to me, his grip tightening, nuzzling into my side almost as though it was a hug of desperation.
"When you were a hot-blooded youth?" I gather.
"So you heard?" Solas raises a brow.
"How couldn't I? Still though bet you were the rebellious kid bet you were quite the looker," I complement as he leans in, giving me a gentle chaste kiss.
"I guess you could say that," Solas smiles tightly almost pained as I feel his fingertips course through my silver white locks.
"Imagine if we met when we were younger heh, I'd kill you on the spot," I chuckle at the thought.
"Seriously?" He arches a brow.
"Oh come on I bet if we met when we were younger, we'd be at each other's throats or having hate sex," I state the fact making him release a small low chuckle.
"Colourful …" Sarcastically, he remarks.
"Oh don't be like that…but still that necklace of yours is special huh?" I say.
"I suppose, I remember growing up and just finding it," Sadly, He smiles.
"In that village of yours you mentioned right?" I smirk remembering our chat of the past, curiosity eating away at me at the time.
"….Yes." Sighing, Solas confirms, nuzzling into my chest, lowering himself, making me chuckle at the idiot who is clearly taller and bulkier than me, curling into my side, laying on my chest.
"Bet you were a little shit as a kid," I snicker at the thought laying my head on top of his.
"And why is that?" Solas enquires, looking up at me.
"You seem like the type, a little shit you're still one now though…" I remark as I lean back on the bed board feeling Solas lay in my lap as my fingertips gently tap against his temple, humming.
"Lovely," Dryly, Solas remarks.
"Oh come on don't pout." I smirk leaning over.
"What are you thinking?" Solas questions.
"Hm?" I hum absent minded.
"Massaging my head won't help," Solas sighs.
"Actually it does, sorta therapeutic like playing the bongos or looking into a crystal ball," I argue as Solas raises a brow at me, only seeing my small smirk.
"Vhenan…speak to me," Solas pleads.
"I…what does she want?" I blurt out lost.
"What do you mean?" Solas enquires.
"Solas, when family come over they want something so what does she want? She tried getting status is this another ploy at getting a rise in ranks in the imperium?" I ponder.
"Vhenan, you're thinking too much of this. Sometimes family just wants to see family, there's nothing wrong with that," Solas assures me.
"Maybe normal families Solas like yours but mine. If you hadn't noticed I am not normal," I confess tiredly, frowning as I feel Solas place his muscular lean arms around around my waist as I grumble.
"Am I? How do I know some Tevinter magister isn't coming or not pop out of nowhere? I can see it now, Varania wanting to spend time together, some sisterly bonding next thing I know a Tevinter magister pops out of nowhere, I get drugged and boom back into slave life…" I argue trailing off as I feel the warm, comforting, secure arms snake around my form until I lean in, feeling Solas warm, comforting palms around my face, making me stare straight into his genuinely serious Amethysts.
"That won't happen." Solas vows to me making me blink surprised by the sheer seriousness of his tone.
"How do I know that!? One swift coma spell and boom out like a light," I argue ignoring the fear in my heart as I note my shaking hands only for Solas' palms to coil around them, giving them a brief squeeze of comfort.
"I wouldn't let them." Solas reaffirms, gently placing his lips on our entwined hands making m sigh, smiling softly at the poetic, romantic dummy.
"Oh look at you getting all serious," Lightly, I tease smirking.
"I mean it." He promises me as I sigh.
"I know…" I bow my head at the idiot, feeling our temples meet once more providing a sense of peace, warmth, and comfort in one another's arms.
Sadly, our peace is soon shattered by the harsh hammering of the wooden door interrupting and ruining the mood. I note Solas' stink eye glaring at the door with me.
Grumbling, I turn away from the sound, peering over as I watch Solas put on a pair of trousers, watching him open the door shirtless.
"Oh it's you," Disdain evident in his tone, I scowl as I peer over to see my sister at the door blushing and gawking, making me raise a brow at her.
"I wish to see Fennic," Blinking, I frown at the cold tone in my sister's voice as I peer over glaring at my blushing sister eyeing, oh ho ho, yeah no.
"Right…vhenan." Solas turns to me, as I glare.
"No…" Groaning, I scowl.
"Vhenan…" Solas sighs, shaking his head.
"Go away…" Growling, I snarl at her.
"Apologies but you heard her, I'm sure she will speak to you at a later date…" Solas sighs.
"Very well…I simply wish to be the bigger person out of this," Snidely, she remarks only then to be silenced by the slam of the door from the frowning Solas as I feel my blood boil, enraged at her, he thinks she's in the right? She can piss off. Angered, I grab one of our pillows, tossing it making it hit the closed door as Solas releases a tired sigh turning to see me hiding myself under the fortress of my bed.
"You can't hide in there forever," Tiredly, Solas sits down on the foot of the bed as I create a cocoon for myself out of the duvet.
"Is that a challenge?" I raise a brow as he sighs.
"Vhenan." Solas begins.
"Watch me." I argue, determined.
"Vhenan you'll have to speak to her eventually," Solas reasons to me making me frown.
"No I won't she'll be gone within the week," I scoff dismissing the idea.
"You know this only makes you look like the villain," He deadpans arms crossed as I glare, feeling my anger explode at the idea.
"Wha…I'm not the one who tried to betray and return their sister back into being a slave!" Infuriated, I snap as Solas remains pokerfaced.
"I know that Vhenan but the other may not. Who knows what your sister is saying," Gently, Solas tells me, softly removing the duvet from me as I grumble.
"Urgggh…..I hate you…especially when you're right," I moan as he snickers.
"I know vhenan," Confidently, he smirks as I glare up at him and his stupid smirk, ignoring the heat in my cheeks.
"Don't do that smirk it pisses me off!" Scowling, I protest as I force myself out of bed, snatching the nearest thig and putting it over only then to blink at the familiar scent of pine and herbs, not the usual smell of liquor, vomit, and iron. Huh? Blinking, I turn to see Solas' eyes on me making me blink puzzled as he brings me into his lap, his head down beginning to nip at my neck, surprising me.
"What? I haven't seen you this giddy since I told you to stop pulling…" I begin only to note Solas' frown.
"Subtle as ever," Solas sighs continuing to pepper his lips on my neck.
"Oh please there's nothing subtle with you when it comes to that…aw are you blushing?" Cheekily, I smile wrapping my arms around his shoulders, bringing him into a small chaste kiss then pecking his blushing cheeks as he frowns, grumbling.
"Do you know what you're wearing?" He questions arms around my waist puzzling me.
"A shirt." I deadpan.
"Yes whose though…?" He proposes.
"Oh yours, what you want it back?" I frown curious.
"Not…particularly right now. It looks good on you," Solas shrugs as I frown still puzzled.
"Really? Seems a bit big. Wait are you…aww you're adorable, real cute…" I catch on after catching a glimpse at the lame shirt, revealing some of my shoulder as brightly; I smirk finally connecting the dots when I note his grumpy gaze, bringing a smile to my lips.
"I am not cute," He grouses cuddling into my neck.
"Oh no, of course not. You're mysterious and aloof," Cheekily, I tease.
"Vhenan…" Solas groans as I snicker playfully nipping at his ear, earning another noise of delight.
"I'm teasing, relax jeez. Either way I best be going," Smirking, I stand up from the bed turning to leave the scowling Solas, left unimpressed and unsatisfied.
"Where to?" He questions as I strip from his shirt, tossing it to him, noting his annoyed expression only making me snicker even more.
"Don't know, probably get a drink besides you and I have work to do," I continue.
"I'm sure we could come to another arrangement…" Sneakily, I emit a small noise as I feel Solas place his arms around me bringing me back into the bed as I note his teasing touches.
"Yeah no, not this time. I'll see you alright sweetie…" Cheerily, I smirk removing myself from him, stepping back as he scowls and after changing, I head down for a good old pint…