Author's Notes:
I just realized...I haven't said anything about each chapter. So This on is a little longer...sorry!
This has a little bit more SolasXLavellan sweet stuff...going. Hope you like it! or hate it...doesn't matter!
Here we gooooo!
Welcome Warden Blackwall and The IronBull.
It was already afternoon when Lavellan walked out from her cabin. She had fallen asleep leaning against the front door and recently just woke up. She covered her mouth as she yawned and dragging her feet towards the Chantry. Apparently Leliana pushed a letter under her door asking her to come talk to her, that it was important. She stretched back and forth, rolling her arms to help her wake up. She didn't notice the person standing by the Chantry door till she heard a voice.
"Excuse me, I've got a message for the Inquisition, but I'm having a hard time getting anyone to talk to me." The voice said. Lavellan looked towards the voice and saw a woman? Or man? She put her arms down and smiled at him or her.
"Hi, who are you?" She asked.
"Cremisius Aclassi, with the Bull's Chargers Mercenary Company. We mostly work out of Orlais and Nevarra. We got word of some Tevinter Mercenaries gathering out in the Storm Coast. My company commander, Iron Bull, offers the information free of charge. If you'd like to see what the Bull's Chargers can do for the inquisition, meet us there and watch us work." Lavellan almost snoozed off but caught herself before anything embarrassing happens to her.
"We will consider your offer." She replied.
"I appreciate it. We're the best you'll find. Come to the Storm Coast, and you can see us in action." Cremisius replied. Message received and Krem walked away.
Lavellan opened the Chantry door with more effort than ever. Leliana, already waiting for her inside, standing in the hallway. Lavellan walked towards her.
"I have some troubling news. After the conclave, the grey wardens disappeared. No one knows where they are or where they went. But my agent's did find a Warden named Blackwall in the Hinterlands. If we find him, we may be able to find out what happened to the Wardens." Lavellan just nodded in agreement, and Leliana walked away.
'Awesome. I just woke up and already people talk to me in paragraphs…well seemed that way. I have to go to the Storm Coast…who was it that told me that? I have to return to the Hinterlands to find…a Warden? Hmm...Hinterlands then Storm Coast, I guess time to ask people around to join me. By Mythal's mercy…help get through all of this.'
Lavellan was about to walk out the Chantry when Vivienne stopped her. For a woman her age, she seemed to wear clothing that was scandalous to say the least. The front part of her robe was slit all the way down from her breast, barely covering her bare chest. Other than that everything else seemed to hugged her on the right places.
"Hello my dear." She said.
"First enchanter Vivienne." Lavellan gave a slight nod.
"My dear, please call me Vivienne we don't need formalities between us." Vivienne gave a slight chuckle and continued. "I met an elven mage earlier, Solas, I believe he was called. I admit I was surprised; I didn't expect to find mages among the inquisition. Tell me, why were you at the Divine's Conclave?" She asked.
"The war benefits no one it must end and order must be restored." Lavellan replied.
"If only the rebel mages saw things so clearly. Justinia's death has shattered the balance of power in Thedas. If it is not restored quickly countless lives will be lost. Mages, Templars and innocent people of all kinds, now look to the inquisition to decide their fate." Vivienne said.
"I'll…try not to let them down." Lavellan replied with a heavy heart.
"Failure is a luxury we cannot afford my dear. For almost a thousand years the world believed it was in the hands of the maker, and no many believe you are the agents of his will, whatever the truth is that belief gives you power."
"Nobody should claim to know the will of the Maker, not me and not the Chantry." She replied, clenching her hands into a fist fighting the urge to snap at Vivienne.
"Perhaps nobody should, but if no one leads the way, many will be left behind in darkness. I've stolen enough of your time my dear." Vivienne turned around and sat back down on her desk and started writing. Lavellan walked away as fast as she could and opened the door with more force than she thought as it closed with a loud BANG.
'That BITCH! UGH! If I knew she was going to be such a pain in the-! Fenedhis! Okay…calm down…calm yourself down. Do not let her spoil your day today or any other days to come.'
Lavellan took a deep breath and started walking towards the Tavern to see if Sera wanted to join her for Hinterlands and Storm Coast. She found Sera at the same spot as before when she walked in. The tavern wasn't as crowded as before. The bard, Maryden, is singing "Sera Was Never" song. Lavellan looked at Sera and she seemed to either enjoyed the song or is hiding her annoyance. She walked up towards her.
"Hey." She said.
"Hey you. Nice to see you again." Sera replied.
"So…I have some missions to attend to in Hinterlands and Storm Coast. Would you like to join me?" Lavellan asked.
"Sure! Beats sit'in on my arse in 'ere all day." She replied smiling. "So When we goin?"
"As soon as I ask Cassandra and Solas to join and when we are all packed and ready." Lavellan replied. Sera made a disgusted noise and face at the mention of Solas joining.
"Ugh…the elfy-elf is joinin? Fine, I bet'a get to shoot someone." She said.
"I take you don't like Solas?" Lavellan asked amused by the discovery.
"His too…Elfy. Thinks 'is bet'ta than eve'one." Sera gagged. Lavellan laughed and waved her goodbye.
'Well…She's not wrong on that comment.'
Lavellan walked her way to Solas's cabin and knocked on his door. Solas opened the door and greeted her. She asks him to join her on the mission to Hinterlands and Storm Coast, he happily agreed and started packing up. She walked towards the training area and saw Cassandra as always with her dummies. She walked over to her and asked if she'd like to join which she agreed immediately, saying she was getting bored doing nothing. Lavellan laughed and watched Cassandra leave to start packing up. She turned around and saw crowds of people watching something. To her surprise it was Cullen and Erelan sparring? Curious she walked towards the action.
The recruits had stopped sparring eachother and is now watching their Commander sparring with Erelan, a woman. Lavellan sneaked her way in and watched with the crowd that gathered. Cullen and Erelan circling eachother while looking at eachother, ready to either attack or defend. Both carrying a shield and a sword on each hands. Cullen dashed towards her, shield ready for bashing and his sword up in the air. Erelan held up her shield for protection and her sword ready to strike. When their shield clashed together, it made her lose her balance for a split second and successfully blocked Cullen's sword with hers making "CLING" sound. Impressed at her quick reaction, Cullen let his guard down. Erelan seeing the opportunity with all her might shoved him with her shield making him stagger. She twirled around and swung her sword as hard as she could on his shield that it flew from his grip to the ground. The crowd gasped in surprise, their Commander was about to be defeated by a woman. Erelan thinking she is going to win held her sword for a striking blow, when Cullen tripped her, making her off balance. In a swift move he tackled and pinned her down, making her drop her sword and shield. Everyone was quiet for a moment then cheered for the Commander's victory.
Erelan is breathing heavily, sweat dripping down from her forehead down to her neck and to her chest. Cullen is still on top of her still pinning her down. Breathing heavily, and sweat dripping from his forehead to his nose and falling onto Erelan's steel plate armor. The world seemed to revolve around them. They were staring eachother on the eyes.
"Good fight commander." She breathed.
"I should say the same." He replied gulping in air. "I didn't know you knew how to fight like a warrior."
"Well…when a girl lives alone…" she gulped. "She has to learn how to defend herself." She grinned at him. Cullen smirked at her. For a moment they are lost with their own gaze, until Lavellan coughed. They both looked up and saw her smiling ear to ear. They looked at eachother and realized the position they are in. Cullen abruptly got off her and extended his hand to help her up, she took his hand and dusting herself.
"I have to admit…I did not expect to see the commander sparring against a woman." Lavellan said teasingly. Cullen coughed and looked away, his face is now fully red, and Erelan is also blushing.
"Well…she challenged me to one…and I could not refuse." Cullen replied as he rubbed his neck.
"Or…you DID'NT want to refuse." Lavellan teased more.
"In all honesty…he really didn't have a choice…I did provoke him infront of his recruits." Erelan added, in hopes to ease Cullen's embarrassment. Lavellan giggled.
"If you say soo…" She said waving them goodbye as she walked away. Cullen and Erelan looked at eachother and nodded their farewells. The recruits went back to training right after Cullen and Erelan left.
Lavellan and party arrived in Hinterlands the next morning. Hinterlands has become peaceful than their last visit. There were some bandits left but nothing the inquisition soldiers can handle. They settled on one of their camp site closest to the waterfall, and close to the location of the Warden. Sera was the first to drop her bag and fall on her bedroll complaining how her ass hurt and uncomfortable. Solas took the task of providing food and water for their horses and tied their reigns around a tree. Lavellan talked to the scout about any updates of the land. Cassandra sat down and massaged her stiff shoulders. Lavellan thanked the scout and sat down opposite of her.
"Well, Hinterlands is doing much better than before. Also the Warden…Blackwall is right up ahead from this lake." She said pointing towards the lake.
"We should get going then and speak to this Warden." Cassandra replied getting up from her spot.
"Whaaaat?! Now?! Are you serious?!" Sera yelled from the tent.
"I agree with the Cassandra, the faster we get this done the quicker we get back to Haven." Solas said as he approached Lavellan and Cassandra. Sera opened the tent and poked her head out.
"I'm goin to sit this one out. My ass hurts, my shoulders hurts, and I feel stiff all over!" She said.
"Or we could just leave you here and never return." Solas commented.
"I have a betta idea, I could jus' put an arrow in your skull!" Sera spat back, glaring at him.
"No one is going to leave anyone or shoot an arrow in their skull." Lavellan said sighing. "Let's just go over there, it's not a far walk. Come on Sera."
Lavellan grabbed her staff and started walking, followed by Cassandra, Solas and a grumpy Sera muttering curses to herself. They walked by the edge of the lake and in mere moments saw a house. Lavellan looked around and heard a voice talking? Ordering? She walked towards the voice and found a black haired bearded man walking around, talking to recruits?
"Remember how to carry your shields! You're not hiding, your holding. Otherwise its useless!" The man said. Lavellan approached him.
"Blackwall? Warden Blackwall?" She asked. He turned around surprised and walked towards her.
"You're not—How do you know my name? Who sent..."
Before he could finish, an arrow was shot and he blocked it with his shield. Mercenaries came and attacked them all. Blackwall told them to either help or leave. Lavellan told her party to help. Sera was very eager to kill someone. The fight didn't last seeing the mercenaries were outnumbered, in a blink of an eye the mercenaries were defeated. Sera on the other hand was still stabbing and kicking one of the dead mercenary cursing at him. Cassandra had to pull her off of him as she waved her arms and protested. Lavellan walked over towards Blackwall.
"You're no farmer. Why do you know my name? Who are you? He asked.
"I know your name because I'm an agent of the inquisition. I'm investigating whether the disappearance of Wardens has anything to do with the murder of the divine." She replied.
"Maker's Balls." He said shocked at the discovery. "The wardens and the divine? That can't—No, You're asking, so you don't really know. First off I didn't know they disappeared. But we do that, right? No more blight, job done, wardens are the first thing forgotten." He explained. "But one thing I'll tell you: No warden killed the divine. Our purpose isn't political." He said as a matter of fact.
"I'm not here to accuse. Not yet. I just need information." She replied calmly. "I've only found you, where are the rest?" She asked.
"I haven't seen any wardens for months. I travel alone, recruiting. Not much interest because the archdemon is decade dead, and no need to conscript because there's no blight coming. Treaties give wardens the right to take what we need. Who we need. These idiots forced this fight, so I "conscripted" their victims. They had to do what—" Sera annoyed and pissed off interrupted their conversation.
"Blah…blah…blah! Can we just get on wit it? He do'snt noe shite, all this talk'n is just makin my head hurt!" She complained. Lavellan sighed in defeat. She is right this wasn't helping.
"Well…thank you, Warden Blackwall, but now where does this leave us?" She said walking past Blackwall, the rest of the party followed behind each nodding at him, except for Sera. Blackwall watched as they leave, hesitant on what his next action.
"Wait…Inquisition…agent, did you say? The divine is dead, and the sky is torn. Events like these…thinking we're absent is almost as bad as thinking we're involved. If the inquisition is trying to put things right…maybe you need a warden, maybe you need me." He said as he approached them.
"Wot?!" Sera exclaimed. "Is he seriously joinin?"
"Accepting a warden's help can be useful." Cassandra agreed.
"Well…Warden Blackwall, The Inquisition accepts your offer." Lavellan said smiling at him.
"Good to hear, let me just get my things and I'll follow wherever the inquisition goes." He said.
Blackwall walked inside his cabin and started packing up things. Lavellan and party waited outside for him and in moments he walked out and they all headed back to the camp site along with Blackwall. Night time had fallen. The group had to wait for another day to head out to the Storm Coast since they are short of one horse. Sera was fine with the delay; she was already curled up in her own bedroll. Cassandra and Blackwall sparred with eachother. Solas and Lavellan were left together sitting by the campfire. Silence enveloped them, it didn't feel awkward, they just enjoyed each other's company. Solas was the first to break the silence.
"What do you think of Blackwall?" He asked.
"Hmm? I think…his telling the truth about the Wardens not being involved in any of this." She replied, chewing on a jerky they brought.
"But can We trust him?" He said looking at Blackwall suspiciously.
"I believe so. He believes in our cause not a lot of people do unless we prove them wrong. His one of the few that offered to join us and believes the inquisition can help bring peace." She said looking up at the stars. "Besides…he has been alone all these years…no friends, family, or even his fellow wardens around. I feel bad for him." She said with sadness in her voice.
"To be alone in a world is a burden for some to carry." He replied knowing too well of that burden.
'If only…'
"Do you have family Solas?" She asked. Solas was shocked at her question. He hesitated and thought about what to say or how to reply to that question. She continued. "I lived with my clan for almost all my life. My parents…were highly respected, it was probably because they were good at what they do. My father was a hunter, and my mother a great healer." She smiled as she remembered them. "She tried teaching me everything about healing, from making the potions, tonics and how to put the ingredients together. I never was much for healing, but she tried. My father thought it would be great for me to learn how to hunt. So he taught me how to use a bow, let just say…I was not made for hunting either." She chuckled at a memory.
"You said…" was", what- "Solas paused for a moment, then asked. "What happened to them?" Lavellan looked back up at the sky and composed herself.
"I was ten years old, my parents planned on having a family picnic, just us three. We settled on a spot not far from our camp in Ostwick. Everything was perfect for us…" She paused for a brief moment and closed her eyes as she recalled the horrifying memory. "Then…some Tevinter soldiers saw us. My parents told me to hid under one of the covers so I did. I heard them talking to the soldiers and asked them to leave us alone. The Tevinters were not having it of course and soon a fight broke out. My father killed one of them until they caught my mother and he had no choice but to drop his bow or they would kill her. I heard my mother scream when one of the soldiers killed him. I peeked out and saw…" Tears were now falling from her closed eyes. "My father's head…being held up by the soldier. I was horrified." She choked but continued. "My mother's cries and scream pierced that night. Then…they raped her…one by one they all took turns…I tried to close my eyes but I found myself looking. My mother caught my eyes and she stared at me, begging me to not look. I couldn't turn away, then they slit her throat and I watched as her life slowly died, her stares blank. That was the moment I screamed and jumped out of hiding. I ran towards the bodies of my parents, I knew the Tevinters were there bewildered. I cried and cried until I felt a hand grabbing my shoulders. It was that moment my magic awakened. His hand was frozen and it traveled all around his body until he was fully frozen, I grabbed my father's bow and swung it on him, shattering him in pieces. Others followed, swinging their weapons ready to strike and on impulse I put my hands on the ground and froze each of them and one by one I shattered them." Lavellan opened her eyes and tear marks now covered her face. Solas stayed silent, he didn't know what to say. "My keeper found me and saw what I had done. When she found out about my magic she made me her first and trained me. The rest after that…is history." She finished looking at Solas, searching his face to see any reaction. Solas did his best to stay composed and stoic.
"I…do not know what to say." He said looking at the ground. He never thought someone like her who is always smiling, forgiving, and selfless would have a past that dark.
'Yet…she sees this world with such adoration. She goes above and beyond to protect everyone if she can. You continue to surprise me Da'len.'
"Well that is my story. What's yours Solas?" Her question ended his thoughts. He totally forgot that she had asked him about his family. Lavellan was now carefully looking at him noticing his hesitance. He shrugged his shoulders, and carefully thought of words that would hopefully satisfy her curiosity.
"I grew up in a small village. I don't remember much of my family really, I spent most of my life wandering the wilderness. I taught myself on mastering my own magical abilities. I spent most of my life in the Fade really." He said searching her face for any kind of reaction. Lavellan smiled satisfied with his response for now.
"Hmm…I see." She replied looking at the fire.
Cassandra and Blackwall had returned from their sparring activity breathing heavily and drenched in sweat. Cassandra went to clean herself up first, then Blackwall after. Lavellan prepared stew for dinner and asked Cassandra to wake Sera up. After some protests and yelling Cassandra managed to get Sera out of the tent. Sera lazily walked behind her and then drop herself next to Lavellan. Lavellan gave her a bowl of stew, and some bread, and started passing the food with the other people in the camp. The scouts were thankful and ate their share. As the group finished their meal, the went to sleep for the night.
The sun wasn't up yet when Lavellan woke up. She looked around the tent, Cassandra and Sera were still asleep. She slowly and quietly got dressed for the day and walked out the tent. Solas was already out and ready when she saw him standing, caring for a horse.
'That must be Blackwall's mount.'
Solas noticed her walking towards him and greeted her. She smiled and held her right hand out to stroke the newly arrive horse. The horse snorted and let his cheek touch her hand as she patted him down. Solas smiled at the view and continued to brushing the horse's hair. The sun was starting to rise. Lavellan noticed and climbed up the nearest tree. Solas, curious followed her behind. She stopped on the top of the tree branched and sat there dangling her feet. Solas sat beside her.
"Is it okay to ask what you are doing?" He asked, raising an eyebrow as he looked at her.
"You'll see." She answered grinning at him. He shook his head and looked out the horizon.
Slowly the sun rose behind the mountains. Solas now understanding what she meant. The view from up here made everything looked breathtaking as the sun's rays of light slowly lit up the area. It wasn't the first time he watched the sun rise, but for this particular moment it felt very…special. He looked toward Lavellan and saw her eyes closed as she breathed in, clearly enjoying the view. When she opened her eyes he saw a flicker of sparks dancing around them. This view he thought was more pleasing than the sun rising. Lavellan caught his gaze and she looked at him with curiosity. He smiled and looked away from her back to the view. He knew she was still looking at him and tried not to pay attention. When he felt her gaze has turned back to the view, he smiled to himself and thought…
'If time stops at this moment…I would not mind.'
The trip to the Storm Coast took longer than it should have been. They had to stop at Crestwood after hearing word that demons and plagues was haunting the place. Crestwood was not what she pictured. It was raining and everything looked so disconsolate. Lavellan and the group met with Scout Harding, and talked about how this area is desperate for help. Harding showed Lavellan of a rift that was glowing under the lake.
'Of course…it wouldn't be easy…ugh…what made you think this was going to be easy? When has this been easy…never!'
Harding had told them to meet with the Crestwood Mayor and asked if there is a way to get to that area. When they approached the village there was barely anyone out, most of them were inside their houses. People who saw them recognized who they were, The Inquisition. As they approached the Mayor's house two villagers were talking amongst themselves. Lavellan opened the Mayor's door and found him walking around anxiously. She talked to the mayor and asked about what happened. After some debate the mayor accepted the idea of opening the dam to make way towards the rift. After fighting off bandits that claimed the keep, they successfully drained the water. On their way they found the old Crestwood village, demons were everywhere. Lavellan and party fought their way towards the cave, along the way helped a spirit known as "Command". As they arrived their destination and killing the huge rage demon after almost spending all their energy defeating it, they finally fought and closed the rift that was disrupting the village. Lavellan had spent all her mana and passed out and Solas caught her.
Cassandra and Sera went back to the village to confront the Mayor of what they found in the old village. Solas stayed behind the camp site to tend to Lavellan, and Blackwall was helping him write reports back to Haven. They heard Sera cursing and muttering something, Cassandra went inside the tent and handed Solas the mayor's confession of flooding the area. Lavellan was still asleep, recuperating from being drained. Sera was disgusted of the mayor and his actions, Cassandra calmed her by saying they will find him and judge him for his actions. It seemed to work as Sera calmed.
The rain had stopped falling on Crestwood after the rift was closed. It was already night time and Lavellan was still asleep. Everyone in the group were worried she would not wake up. Solas in particular tried to find her in the fade hoping to wake her up but failed. There was no sign or His own magic pulling him. They all decided to wait tomorrow morning to see if she wakes up, if she doesn't, they will have to head back to Haven until she is awake. Morning arrived and everyone woke up to see Lavellan already awake and ready to head out. They were glad but worries that the trip to the Storm Coast would weaken her.
"I'm fine really." Lavellan said determined.
"You were sleeping the whole time 'esterday missy! We were wor'ed you wo'dnt wake up!" Sera said pointing at her.
"I'm sorry for worrying you guys, but I'm perfectly fine now. Honestly." Lavellan replied mounting on her horse.
"If anything should happen I will be there to help." Solas said, now sitting on his horse beside her.
"I will hold you accountable Solas if anything should happen." Cassandra said as she mounted on her horse. Sera just made a grunt noise and also got on her horse and Blackwall did the same. Lavellan told Harding to keep everyone in the village safe from demons and bandits until she returns to close the remaining rifts. They rode off, heading towards the Storm Coast.
The place Storm Coast really lived up to its name. The ocean waves were huge and made loud crashing noise as they hit the rocks or the edges of the mountains. They were soak in rain, again. Lavellan could hear Sera complaining about the rain and why did they have to meet this IronBull on a wet place. Lavellan couldn't help but giggle. As they made their way down they hear fighting, and soon enough they saw a huge guy with horns and some other people fighting off Tevinters. Lavellan shouted to her party to help kill the Tevinters and everyone got into positions. It took a while to take down some Tevinters but they managed it, and finally the last one was sliced in half by the horned guy. When everything settled down Lavellan heard him order some men, one she knew as…Cremisius Aclassi.
"Chargers! Stand down!" He ordered. "Krem! How'd we do?" He asked approaching Krem.
"Five or six wounded chief, no dead!" Krem answered.
"That's what I like to hear. Let the throatcutters finish up, then break out the casks."
Krem nodded and walked away. Lavellan approached the horned man.
"So you're with the inquisition, huh? Glad you could make it, come on, have a seat. Drinks are coming." He said.
"Ironbull I presume?" Asked Lavellan.
"Yeah…the horns usually give it away." He said laughing and pointing at his horn.
Lavellan and Ironbull walked towards a rock where he sat down and she stood facing him. Before they could talk, Krem came by and reported that the throatcutters are done. Ironbull was surprised and asked to check again. Him and Krem exchanged an inside joke with eachother before Krem walked away. Ironbull started explaining about who they are and what they do. He even told her about him being a Ben-Hassrath. Lavellan was surprised at how forth coming he is about everything he does and what he was told to do. She thought about having him join the inquisition and accepted but with some caution. She told him whatever reports he is sending to the Ben-Hassraths he will have to give them first to Leliana and that whatever she approves he can send and if she doesn't then he cannot send them. Ironbull agreed to the terms, he and his men joined the inquisition.
"Krem! Tell the men to finish up drinking on the road. The Chargers just got hired!" He said looking at Krem.
"What about the casks chief? We just opened them up with axes." He complained.
"Find some way to seal them. You're Tevinter right? Try blood magic!" Ironbull replied.
It took some time for everyone to get ready and head back to Haven. Ironbull's men were having a difficult time to seal the casks. Lavellan couldn't stand by and not help, with her magic she helped them seal each one. Lavellan's group was uneasy with the charger's joining the inquisition, especially when their leader is a Ben-Hassrath. Lavellan told them to not worry, she feels that Ironbull is a good man and keeps his word. After everything was settled and everyone was ready and mounted, they all rode back to Haven.
Haven was only a day away and they stopped to camp in Hinterlands. Everyone was surprisingly getting along, especially Sera and Bull. It was night fall and everyone sat around the camp eating dinner. Sera has decided to sit next to Ironbull and talk to him.
"So, Bull what are your women like?" She asked.
"The Tamassrans? Terrifying…and inspiring. They teach you everything you need to know. Give your life purpose." He replied with deep respect.
"No, I mean, are they like? Big and…phwoar."
"Oh! Shit yeah." Bull replied nodding his head. Sera laughed and sighed.
"Wow." She said picturing the women in her head now.
"Sera, I had a thought." Bull started, thinking. "The next time we run into a ling of enemies, I'll pick you up and throw you." Sera looked at him disbelief.
"Get off." She replied.
"No! This could work! I loft you over the front rank, and you land behind them to flank…mayhem ensues." Bull continued clearly not listening to her complaints.
"I can't fly, you daft tit!"
"Think of the mayhem, Sera! Mayhem." He said holding his arms high.
"I'd get a wedge-up something fierce!" Sera replied.
"Look, you're the only one I know small enough to that with." He said.
"We have little people that joined too, you'll meet him back in Haven, maybe he will probably agree." She responded finishing up her dinner.
Once everyone was done eating dinner they all said their goodnights and went to their respected tent. Lavellan chose to stay outside the camp for a little longer and stared at the stars above.
'Ah…all this inquisition stuff is draining me. This mark is stable but killing me slowly, that's a lovely thought. Save the world but die a slow painful death. Wonder if I'll be remembered as a hero…probably not…I am Dalish and an elf, people would never allow themselves to remember a Dalish fucking elf sa-'
Her thoughts were interrupted when a cloak suddenly wrapped around her. She swiftly turned around and looked up to see Solas, smiling as he wrapped the cloak on her. She blushed and looked away from him, trying to hide her face. Solas walked around and sat down opposite of her. She pulled the cloak close to her face, hoping to hide her blush from him. Solas noticed her actions and chuckled slightly.
"I didn't mean to interrupt your wandering mind." He said. Lavellan looked at him.
"I was actually thinking, not dreaming." She countered, giving him a slight glare.
"Ah, my apologies. I was wrong." Solas replied calmly.
'Damn it…why can't I be calm as him? Why do I have to be such a mess when it comes to him!'
"…beautiful." Solas said interrupting her thoughts again. Lavellan looked at him confused.
"Sorry…what?" She said. Solas looked at her. There was something different about the way he looked at her. His eyes were full of…adoration.
"I said everything is beautiful." He repeated still looking at her. Something about the way he said "beautiful" made Lavellan breathless. She could feel her heart beating out of her chest. She swears Solas had heard her heart beating rapidly.
'Shit! Why does he have to make me feel this way!? Why?!'
Lavellan speechless and unsure of what to say looked away from him and kept her gaze away from his. She could still feel Solas's eyes on her. She shifted uncomfortable on her spot, trying to think of what to say. Solas noticed she was getting uncomfortable and stood up. Lavellan saw him standing and looked at him. She was about to protest for him to stay but he bid her goodnight and left towards his tent. As he walked away towards the tent, Lavellan could not help but stare at his sexy ass. She tilted her head a bit to get a better look until he disappeared into his tent. Lavellan let out her breath that she had been holding apparently.
'Stupid…stupid stupid! You are stupid Lavellan! He probably thinks you hate him now! Or you don't want him! Do I want him? Yes…wait let's not get ahead of yourself here, who's to say he wants you. At least he has a fine ass to look at. WHAT?! Oh you are stupid!'
Lavellan groaned and buried her face with the cloak. She never realized the cloak smelled of him, elfroot, grass and soil. She realized he had given her his cloak. Lavellan smiled to herself and walked towards her tent. Cassandra and Sera were snoring, she silently went to her bedroll still wrapped around with Solas's cloak and laid down, using it as her cover. She went to sleep almost immediately, probably from all the fighting and travel they had gone.
Solas had a hard time sleeping with Bull's loud snores. Failing to fall asleep he got up and walked out from the tent. He pulled on his shoulder to pull his cloak and realized he had given it to Lavellan. He looked at the campfire of where she sat and found she was gone, probably sleeping. The thought of her having his cloak made him smile. He walked away from the camp and found a spot under a tree. He sat down and folded his arms, and made himself comfortable. Before the fade took him his mind pictured Lavellan smiling at him.
'What have you done to me…Lavellan.'
Morning arrived and everyone was ready to leave for Haven. Solas and Lavellan didn't say anything to eachother, greeting eachother with a nod. Haven was now just few hours away. Cassandra and Lavellan were side by side talking about what their next move is and who to ask for help with The Breach. Lavellan never really gave a straight answer on who she chose. Solas was a few feet behind them and he smiled to himself, realizing Lavellan is wearing his cloak around her. Haven was now in sight and everyone was excited to be back home. Up ahead the advisors were waiting on their arrival and Erelan was there waving at them.
Author's notes:
Another chapter done!
I think my mind went all out of me on this...or not...I don't know.
Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Next will be...where Lavellan had chosen who to bring for closing The Breach!
Until next chapter!
Comments are definitely welcome! 3
