A few days had gone by, and the warden company had defeated the Malificar that had taken over the circle. Zevran was still hazy from the encounter having been thrown into the Fade for the first time. Zevran had followed them back to their base camp. His feet sore from walking days on end as he took a break away from the group to collect his thoughts. Still wrapped up in the idea the crows were following them still.

"Zevran? Are you alright?" Elissa's voice called, he quickly pulled himself together and shuffled out of the brush as Elissa waited with a curious look on her face.

"Worried about me?" Zevran asked with a cocksure smile.

"Just checking you didn't fall into a bog or something, come on we gotta get some dinner before bed. Sten and Morrigan are at camp and are on the first watch." Elissa explained and headed back to the group with him.

"Who is Morrigan?" Zevran asked.

"Oh, that's right you haven't met everyone yet. She is The dark-haired witch whose looks are as deadly as her bite." Ellisa said and gestured to a woman who has camped up far away from everyone else. "Lelianna is the redhead, careful with her she's a sneaky one." She explained.

"You have collected an interesting crowd," Zevran said as they walked a little closer.

"Well, whoever is willing. I wasn't exactly prepared to be thrown into this position as warden commander, but here we are." Elissa shrugged.

"I am surprised Alistair didn't throw his helm into the leadership role." Zevran looked over to the blonde who was busy staring at them. Zevran waggled a brow and she turned away shyly and cleared her throat.

"Ah, well he gave it to me. Quite literally." Elissa said and gestured to a grey warden helmet slung on her waist belt.

"That is so much responsibility for someone as young and beautiful as you. I fret about what the stress will do to you." Zevran said and stopped her from going further.

"Are we going to keep dancing around each other like this?" Elissa asked and approached him as Zevran attempted to do the same manoeuvre to get close. Elissa pinning him against a tree after making his trip on a branch.

"To think you asked me for lessons," Zevran said and grabbed her by the collar of her armour and pulled her up into a kiss. Elissa wrapped a hand around his neck to kiss him back just as passionately as she propped him up against the tree. "Whoa, as I said before. Feisty." Zevran purred and pulled her back from the kiss.

"You kiss with the ferocity of a feline in heat." Zevran gasped as she kissed his neck, biting roughly making the elf shiver head to toe. "Calm yourself with my spicy minx. I will help you relieve that stress, in a better way." Zevran purred and pushed his thumb against her neck to push her off.

"I really like you, Zevran," Elissa said and kissed him softly on the lips fighting his grip regardless. "You've been teasing me all day." She added and licked his lips, the lewd gasp from Zevran surprising even him.

"I thought dinner was waiting," Zevran said before he slipped his tongue into her mouth and kissed her again. Elissa, taken back by the passion of the kiss, returned to her. Zevran held her still, drawing back after tasting the grey warden whiskey on her lips.

"I suppose the diner can wait a few more minutes," Zevran said as he traced the edge of her collar bone, his finger dipping into her shirt tugging it down to trace the plump curve under her breast. The way she sang his name as he tickled her nipple made him smirk ear to ear.

"Come with me to my tent," Elissa said and pulled him by his armour off the tree.

"Absolutely," Zevran replied and followed the lady warden through the trees towards the collection of white tents set up by the fire. Everyone was gathered around the spit as the older mage Zevran had met in the Circle was serving stew.

No one noticed them as Elissa took him around the back of the tent to sneak inside, though before they could close it. The old lady caught sight of Zevran, and they locked eyes for a second before he was pulled onto the bedroll. The flap of the tent closed behind him, and Zevran crawled on top of the rogue to kiss her. Elissa instantly devoured him as she wrapped her legs around him. She squirmed under him, which was exciting to resist as her hips twerked back and forth.

"Are you involved with anyone else Zevran?" Elissa asked as she kissed down his neck. Deft her fingers untying his armour from his torso.

"What do you mean?" Zevran asked as he leaned back for her to slide his chest plate off

"Are you sleeping with someone else?" Elissa asked. Zevran was untying her armour now, looking down at the mess of blonde curls crowning her head like a queen.

"I have slept with many people like I explained during our walk. Being a whoreson and all." Zevran was a little confused by the question, peeling off her armour to reveal her ample breasts which he immediately had to play with. Pinching her nipples to make her grind him more. He could already imagine her warmth around him, which made him even harder.

"I know, but is there someone special? Someone you would sacrifice anything to find again matter where you were in the world." Elissa asked sweetly, making Zevran pause to think.

"I've never thought about that. About anyone… well except you know who, but she is already dead." Zevran sighed with a sombre weight in his chest. The idea of sex, a little less appealing though that thought quickly disappeared as Elissa licked the lobe of his ear and nibbled it lightly. Zevran thrusts his hips into her in response. "Curse whoever made these," Zevran growled as he struggled with her trousers. Elissa giggled in his ear, the music of her voice enchanting him to look into her eyes.

"I want to be that person." She said softly and touched his chin.

"For me?" Zevran asked. "You barely know me."

"I think I know enough to know you're a good man... am I wrong?" Elissa asked as she helped him unbutton her waisted pants. Zevran quickly pulled them off to reveal her long athletic legs, the elf greedily kissing every inch of exposed skin from foot to thigh.

"I don't want to lie to you my dear, I am not a very good man. You probably shouldn't even let me do this." Zevran said as he kissed her vagina through the fabric of her panties. Elissa arching her back as her legs hooked over his shoulders. Her panties were wet, and Zevran licked her fully with the flat of his tongue.

"Oh, Zevran. You think I care if you murdered a few people. I want this... I want you." Elissa moaned his name, her angelic voice hypnotising him into making out with her pussy. Elissa giggled, a little too loudly as Wynn could be heard shuffling away. The mage had been lurking outside as the rest of the crew ate dinner beyond the earshot of Elissa's tent. The mage quickly left their dinner in the pot and joined the others while they ate.

Alistair was impatiently waiting for Elissa and Zevran to return, the way he looked around wondering where they went pulled Leliana's attention.

"Something on your mind Alistair?" She asked while taking a bit of stew.

"How long does it take to piss," Alistair said bluntly.

"Oh, that's not what's happening," Wynn said quickly as she brushed past and took a seat next to the fire.

"Oh? Do tell." Leliana cocked a brow. Shifting to face the lady mage as she gracefully perched on the log to look towards the tents.

"What's going on?" Alistair asked Leliana.

"I had a feeling something was going on between those two, how quickly she had let this man manipulate her. I thought Elissa was smarter than that." Wynn sighed as she blew the steam from her spoon.

"To be fair, You just met her yesterday. Plus Sten told me on the walk over here they were talking a mile a minute."

"They were, I never knew Elissa could speak elvish," Alistair interjected.

"How does a Ferelden noble learn that?" Leliana asked.

"I dunno, but The look on Zevran's face when he didn't understand was priceless." Alistair chuckled. "She's always going on about the elves, the only person more obsessed with them is Morrigan." His sarcastic jest was a front for his anger.

"Well, it makes sense she is so infatuated with him," Wynn added.

"So what is going on between those two?" Alistair asked rather haughtily, making Leliana smirk wide.

"Jealous much?" Leliana said as Wynn slowly chewed her food. Letting the warrior stir as he jumped up.

"I am not! He's an assassin who tried to kill us." Alistair huffed.

"He's just a pawn in someone else's chess game. As long as it's worth it, he will be a good ally, I can tell." Leliana waved him off.

"Are you joking?" Alistair nearly yelled.

"Calm down my Prince, we can speak to Elissa later, but she won't listen to you if you approach her like this," Wynn said and gestured to his melodramatic march. Which he stopped and came back to calmly sit down.

"I am not a prince," Alistair said, trying to remain calm.

"Yes you are, and Elissa believes you will be the best chance this kingdom has at stability. Everyone else is out for personal gain, you understand the bigger picture. Surely, her support is worth more than ruining it over a fling." Leliana agreed.

"She's right you know, besides I highly doubt she sees him as more than a toy," Wynn said bluntly.

"I wouldn't say that." Leliana glared.

"What if he hurts her," Alistair said worriedly.

"Elissa is a tough girl, don't fret. A broken heart heals over time." Wynn explained.

"Now I'm hoping they get married to prove you two wrong." Lelianna swallowed the last of her food. "I'm off to bed, don't stay up spying all night you two," Leliana said and walked away. Alistiar broke his bowl on the ground as he threw it and marched away to his tent. Wynn sighs with a smile on her face.

"So much life here." She said pleasantly enjoying the bustle of romantic drama happening around her.

Back in the warden tent, Zevran let his fingers trace the curves of Elissa's waist as she stirred to roll over and face him.

"You are so sexy," Zevran whispered in her ear as he nibbled the lobe a bit. His whole body is still fussy with the afterglow of their tumble.

"You have no idea how much I needed that." Elissa huffed and blew a curl out of her face. Zevran smiled and kissed her softly in response.

"I'm glad I could help, I just wasn't ready for you to ride me like that." He said as Elissa tried to bat him away.

"Zevran!" She was red with embarrassment.

"I felt like a thoroughbred stallion, I never took you for someone so kinky." Zevran purred as Elissa sat up on her knees to hover over him. Zevran tried not to stare at her naked body and caught her eye.

"You are so naughty, are you complaining?" Elissa asked and straddled his lap once more.

"Well, I wasn't expecting to fuck you in the ass if that what you were asking," Zevran said as he trailed his fingers over her thigh.

"I don't feel like getting pregnant before fighting hordes of darkspawn and an archdemon. Let alone all the politics I'm being roped into." Elissa replied and took his hands in hers and had him grope her breasts.

"I would like to fuck your pussy, but I understand. I did enjoy the alternative." Zevran said with a cheeky smile.

"I thought you would, I'll think about it," Elissa said and laid down to press her breasts against his chest. The assassin took a greedy moment to kiss them before she laid down. "We should go get some dinner before it's too late," Elissa suggested.

"Or… we could have sex again," Zevran suggested.

"I like that idea, but maybe not here. I can hear someone shuffling around outside the tent. Why don't we go… somewhere else?" Elissa winked.

"Oh?" Zevran asked cautiously.

"There was a deep pond that looked clean, why don't we go take a dip. I'm all sticky." Elissa offered.

"You saw clean water? Well, I have to see for myself, I was sure there was nothing around here, but filth-ridden swamps." Zevran sat up.

"You just don't know where to look." Elissa smiled and grabbed her coat. The nug skin tailcoat was lined with yellow silk and barely covered her up to be decent. The way her ass hung out from the back made him stare in delight admiring her firm muscles. "You coming tiger?" She beckoned.

"Right away," Zevran responded and slipped on his bottoms as she ran out. The lady slipped away quickly into the night as Zevran nearly lost sight of her trying to catch up.

"My dear slow down what is the hurry." Zevran tried to be quiet, but she was already leaping over rocks barefoot into the brush like a wild animal herself. Zevran tried to keep pace, but quickly lost sight of her and ended up following her footprints in the grass. He was winded and stopped for a second to breathe as he realized they were deep in the woods near the border of the Bresclilian forest. The trees had changed shape and Zevran felt a familiar air hit him. Like smelling home as whispered winds pulled him into the thick trees.

"Elissa, I thought we were going to Denerim," Zevran called out into the woods.

"We are! I'm just... I gotta… make a stop" Elissa's voice echoed back, she wasn't fair and was hidden by a thick bush of Crystal Grace. She had reached the pond first, and when Zevran noticed her puff of blonde curls he started climbing through the trees to reach her. The thick brush trying to keep him back with thorns and sharp broken twigs.

They were not alone, not far off following them. Fritigern had camped in the trees and had slowly been climbing branch to branch like a gorilla to silently spy on them. Curiously watching as the Warden commander approached a disgusting pond of green water. She had a grin on her face and stepped into the water without flinching. Fritigern nearly vomited as the black slug stained the edges, yet once her feet hit the water. It changed. The touch of her toes purified the pond as the contaminants sank to the bottom as a school of fish surrounded her feet. Carp that viciously swarmed the pond and disappeared in a puff of glitter faster than Fritigern could swallow the bile in his mouth.

Zevran emerged from the bush to see the woman splashing around patiently waiting for him as if nothing had happened. None the wiser to the magic that had occurred while he was tangled in the vines.

"See I told you." Elissa spun around and unclipped her hair from its bun. As she unwrapped her locks Zevran investigated the pond rather stunned.

"You must forgive my shock that you found a place as beautiful as this out in this horrible country." Zevran scoffed and touched the water with his hand. It smelled clean, looked clear and had a healthy amount of vegetation growing in it. Though the dead frogs tangled in the overgrown grass gave him pause.

"Ferelden isn't that bad. Though I haven't been everywhere. Like Antiva. Never been there." Elissa said and untangled her hair to let it fall straight. Zevran had no idea she had tied waist-length hair up into the tony crown of curls. It was like she was wearing a cape of curls which once in the water turned into perfect ringlets as she combed it out with a brush hidden in her jacket.

"Antiva is a beautiful yet vicious place darling, I would suggest finding another place to visit," Zevran said and watched her go through her beauty routine. Then, Elissa peeled off her jacket and tossed it to him to set aside in the grass. Admiring her silhouette as she stepped deeper into the water up to her waist.

"Any suggestions?" She asked.

"I've always wanted to see Orlais," Zevran responded as he tossed his clothing aside to join her in the water.

"I've heard good things, especially about the tiny cakes." Elissa giggled as Zevran walked up to her draping her arms over his shoulder to pull him closer.

"Ah, I had a feeling you had a taste for the finer things in life." Zevran coyly rested his hands on her ass, giving it a playful squeeze to pull her closer.

Fritigern made his way down the tree, the two love birds splashing around as they circled each other floating in the crystal clear water. The qunari assassin, wary of attacking the woman now as her hidden magical abilities, gave him pause. It would be easy to strike these two down unarmed. However, a mage was dangerous and beyond his skill set to deal with.

"So, turns out Elissa, really isn't who she says she is," Fritigern mumbled to himself. Pulling out a contract from his pocket to read it once again. A hand-drawn picture of a woman with long smooth blonde hair and the name Elissa Cousland written under it. "Sure does look like her, hm…" While contemplating his next move, a rustle of leaves scared him back up to the tree.