Author's Notes:
This is part 1 of this chapter.
I did not intend to make it two parts...but hey, our inquisitor and hobo apostate wanted some 'sweet time'.
Here is Part One!
Let The Game Begin
The sun barely peeked over the mountains and already Skyhold is bustling with people busying themselves with their work. In the garden, Erelan and Lavellan are both taking a morning stroll that has become their daily routine.
"Levy!" Hawke yelled out, running in the gardens towards Lavellan and Erelan.
Both elves turned their heads and watched as Hawke jumped obstacles and almost ran into a servant. Once she reached them, she held up a hand and breathlessly spoke to them.
"Your...dress...is...here."
"My dress arrived? Just now?"
"Yes, your ambassador...Josephine told a scout to fetch you, but I overheard and told them I will come get you."
Hawke straightened herself out, and looked at Erelan.
"Oh, Hi. You're beautiful...name is Hawke."
Erelan giggled. "Erelan. Nice to finally meet the Champion of Kirkwall."
"I would've introduced myself sooner have I known that a beautiful person such as yourself have heard of me." She grinned and gave a little wink.
"I hear she is taken, by the commander himself. I would advise not to make a move on her." Fenris' voice came from behind.
"Well...shit. I don't think the commander would mind sharing." Hawke's grin grew wider. Erelan blushed a little. Lavellan snickering beside them.
"I would. I don't like sharing." Fenris grabbed Hawke by her waist and pulled her closer.
"Fine by me." She gives him a quick kiss on his lips before returning her gaze at Lavellan. "Yes, so your dress arrived and they want you in your chambers...pronto."
"Got it. Come with me Ery? after all...it is your creation."
"Wait. Ery designed that dress?!" Hawke stared at her shock and confusion written on her face.
"You've seen the dress?" Levy asked, quirking an eyebrow.
"Oh yes, they took it out of the box right away, it's now hanging in your room."
"How...did you...?"
"I'm sneaky like that. If that dress could fit me I would wear it in a heartbeat!"
"I'm guessing you will also come with us then." Lavellan asked.
"I would not miss it!" Hawke skipped her way out of Fenris' grasp and linked arms between the two women. "Shall we?"
"Try not to make a scene?" Fenris said, looking broody as ever.
"Don't worry, I'll behave."
All three women walked arm in arm with Hawke mostly pulling both Levy and Ery, towards the main hall to the Inquisitor's room. As they took the last step, already there is a crowd waiting for Levy. Josephine, Vivienne, Dorian, Sera, Leliana, even Cassandra are all there and the seamstress smiling at her.
"Inquisitor! Finally, you're here!" Josephine beamed with delight.
"I thought we would have to go in groups just to get you in here sweetie." Dorian chimed in.
"My Lady." Madame Lafontaine walked in front of her and bowed a little.
"You know I don't like it when someone bows to me... or say 'My Lady'." Lavellan frowned. "Just...call me Lavellan please."
The old lady looked at her for a moment, confused but nodded in agreement.
"Here is the dress that Lady Erelan designed." She gestured towards the dress as it hangs on the wooden pole.
Lavellan walked up to it, her eyes drifting around it. A strapless silk emerald colored thigh length dress, accented by pale gold filigree around the top. With an asymmetrical skirt that flows down behind and stops right above her knees. A white long thin fabric for sleeves that funnels down to the wrist. Golden color bodice that envelops her upper body and flows down the back, and to the sides, practically showing her legs.
"So... what do you think?" Madame Lafontaine asked nervously.
"It's...beautiful. The...bodice comes off I assume?" She replied, looking at Ery and the elder lady.
"Yes, I did exactly as the sketch implied."
"Well...what are you waiting for?! get it on!" Sera said excitedly.
"I'll help you put it on." Ery walked up to her and grabbed the dress. Levy followed her behind the wooden screen and started taking off her clothes.
"You're going to have to take off your wrappings Levy." Ery whispered.
Levy blushed but did as she was told. She is only left with her panty on. Ery undid the bodice and put it over her shoulder for now. She helps Levy put on the dress. The dress fit her perfectly. Ery put the sleeves on each arm. She waved her arms around, bended a little to see how flexible it is and it was. She almost felt like she was wearing nothing. The smooth silky fabric felt cool on her body.
"Stretch your arms sideways, so I can put this on."
Ery gestured on the bodice on her. Levy stretched her arms, and watches Ery as she puts on the golden bodice. Levy thought it would be tight but it wasn't, in fact it perfectly fit her. Best part she could breathe, and move around without it tightening around her. Ery stepped back and smiles from ear to ear.
"Perfect. I knew the colors would suit you."
Cassandra let out an impatient grunt. "What's holding up over there?"
"I thought the dress was supposed to be easy." Sera said.
"The suspense is killing us dear Erelan. Are you two done yet?" Vivienne voice called out.
"Apologies Madame Vivienne, and everyone." Ery stepped out of the divider, unable to contain her smile. "May I present The Inquisitor Lavellan."
She stepped back a few paces as she gestured towards Levy. She slowly stepped out of the divider, unsure what to do. Everyone in the room gasps. Stunned of how the dress change the way Levy looked from her normal and battle clothing. Levy stood in place, fidgeting, and waiting for their remarks. Dorian is the first to walk up and grab her hands.
"You look...stunning my sweet!"
Levy blushed. "I...uhm...thank you."
"If I was not taken...I would snatch you up for myself!" Hawke beamed. "You look ravishing Levy!"
"Well...you will be the envy and talk of the whole ball darling." Vivienne chimed in.
"So, how does the gold part thing come off?" Sera asked, eyeing the dress.
"Easy." Ery walked in front of Levy. "May I?" Levy nodded.
With a swift tugged and few snapping sounds the whole bodice came undone, and now Levy is only wearing the short emerald dress. Everyone let out a o-sounds, intrigued.
"But...what about the shoes? And the jewelry. Leliana?" Josephine looked at her friend.
"I already have them ready." Leliana replied, grinning. She walks over towards a box and opened it up. Inside were a pair of high heeled knee high laced up boots, same color as the dress. Golden scale mail spaulders shoulder armor, emerald stoned earrings, and gold bracelets.
"What are you staring for Levy, go put em on!" Sera exclaimed.
Levy couldn't help but stare at each items. Everything looked so...extravagant. She picks up the boots and looked at it. The laces were of gold, the flaps of the boots accented with the same filigree. She held up the golden mail spaulders shoulder armor, made from... dragon scales. She gasped at the realization and looked at Leliana.
"How...did you find the dragon scales for these?"
"I asked Lady Cassandra for a favor, and she came through."
"I wrote to a family member and had them deliver at once." Cassandra said.
"This is...I'm lost for words…"
"Good. I'm glad you like it." Leliana smiled gently.
The armor chains were reaching down to her breast. Lastly she trailed through the earrings and the bracelets with her fingers. Everything is very outlandish for her taste. Levy is in awe at everything, from her dress to the shoes and the accessories, no Dalish elf would ever have these kind of luxury. The thought of her clan made her heart ache. She is now the last of her clan, the lone survivor. She shakes the thought away and looked up at Ery.
"Mind helping me?"
"Of course."
Ery grabbed the golden mail and started putting it on Levy, clipping it in place. She hands Levy the bracelets as she puts the earrings on Levy's ears. Levy put on the bracelets. Next are the boots, Ery motioned for Levy to sit on the couch. When she did, Ery puts on the boots one by one. After everything is done, Ery grabbed the bodice again and put it back on Levy. From the dress to accessories and shoes, everything complimented Levy.
"Wow...you look like one of those elfy princess or a elfy warrior princess" Sera said.
"I didn't know you read elfy stories, Sera."
"Jus a picture book. Not one of those old elfy books, Ery."
"Maker...you look...so different. In... a good way." Cassandra said, fumbling through her words.
"Alright. Everything is all set." Josephine started writing. "Time to set out to Halamshiral!"
"Wait now?" Levy looked at Josephine.
"Yes. We head out in two hours, that should be enough for everyone to be ready."
Everyone knows Josephine's word is absolute.
"Well...then time to start packing." Dorian said. "I can't wait until everyone in the palace sees you!" He gives Levy a peck on the cheek and leaves the room.
Sera and Cassandra both left the room, but not before saying something to Levy.
"Just remember I'll be there if you need someone that needs ass kicking." Sera said and left.
"I usually don't look forward for Balls, but…I'm sure this one will be…a sight to see." With those words, Cassandra left.
"I shan't keep you my dear, I have clothes to pack, and things to settle." Vivienne said. She turned to look at Erelan. "Are you sure you don't want to pursue in designing clothes? I believe it will start a whole new trend in Orlais."
"No Madame Vivienne." Ery replied, smiling.
"Shame." She sighed dramatically, and then spoke to the Seamstress. "Madame Lafontaine, I need your assistance." The seamstress bowed her head at Levy and walked out the room following Vivienne behind.
"If you need anything Inquisitor, just let me know. Also, Lady Erelan you will be joining us as well." Josephine said.
"Of course. How would you like me to assist?"
"You can do whatever you see fit." Leliana replied.
Ery hummed, debating what she wants to pose as. Josephine and Leliana nodded their heads in farewell and left. Hawke walked over towards both elves.
"Well…since your leaving for Halamshiral. Fenris and I will head out to Crestwood to meet Warden Stroud."
"Oh right." Levy replied.
"Join us when you're done with the whole saving the empress thing." Hawke hands her a map at the secret location. "Here. This is where we will be."
"Thank you Hawke. I will do my best to finish up this mission and meet you all there."
"No problem! Try not to ruin the dress!"
"No promises there."
Hawke gives Levy and Ery a quick hug before leaving the room. Now only she and Ery are left alone in the room. She took the opportunity to walk over to the mirror and look at herself. She could not believe that the person staring back at her is…well her. She really did look different. She turns to Ery, curious as to what inspired the dress.
"Ery, how did you ever manage to come up with this?"
"Hmm? The dress? It…just came to me. Since…well I would assume a fight will happen, and fighting in a frilly, poufy, heavy and very tight dress would not go well." Without thinking, the next words accidentally slipped. "I was in your position once." After realizing what she said, she abruptly turned her head away from Levy and cursed under her breath.
"What do you mean?" Levy asked, confusion and curiosity shown on her face.
"Oh…uhm…being in the fade."
"Ah…you dreamt of such things?"
"Yes."
Without saying another word, Levy focused her attention back to the mirror. Ery let out a sigh of relief.
If brother knew this happened…he will have a fit! She thought.
"Can you help me with taking the dress off?" Levy asked.
"Sure."
Ery walked over towards her and started helping her undress. Once everything is neatly put back in place and packed up, Levy put on a new set of clothing. Blue tunic, black leggings with matching black boots.
"Do you need help packing up?" Ery asked.
"No, I'll be fine. You should start packing up. You know how Josie can be."
"Right. Well if you need me, just let me know."
"Will do." Levy smiled, and she smiled back.
Ery left Levy's room. She walks inside the rotunda and sees Solas already packing up. Ery looked up to check if Dorian or Leliana are in sight. Luckily, they were not. Most likely busy with packing up. She walks closer towards him and whispered in elvhen.
"Isa'ma'lin."
"Asa'ma'lin."
"I am to accompany the inquisition to Halamshiral. I am…unsure as to what…I should be. Care to share what you are going to be known as?"
"Ah…I am…going to be just The inquisitor's elven servant."
"Well…that…narrows it down." She grumbled.
"I…require your assistance…there is…something I need you to do when we arrive at the ball."
"That would…be?"
"I will need you to…pose as one of the Orlais elven servant…there is…an eluvian hidden and I need access to it."
"I take it…someone else owns it right now?"
"Yes."
"Ma nuvenin. I shall pose as one of the servants."
"Also…please be careful. Your…beauty will attract unwanted attention."
"I'll be fine; I can take care of myself. You worry too much…dear brother."
"Only to protect you from the dangers the ball entices."
"It's not the first time."
They hear footsteps above and quickly nodded their farewells. Ery walked out the rotunda, into Cullen's room, but he wasn't there. She walks out and finally arrives in her room. Since she will be just a common servant, she only brought clothing that would pass as an Orlais servant. Once everyone is all packed up and ready to go, they all met at the front gate. Awaiting them were six very fancy carriages. Bull whistled.
"I have to admit…the ambassador has outdone herself." He said.
"Makes you wonder what else she can do." Sera said.
"My lady is very resourceful when it comes to dealing with merchants." Blackwall said.
"Yeah, I'll say. These probably cost…what? a fortune!" Varric said.
"Not all are from Josephine, the white one is mine. Now if you'll excuse me." Vivienne started walking towards her own carriage, with servants loading her trunks.
"Great! Everyone is here! I have taken the liberty grouping each of you." Josephine's voice came.
"Why can't we just pick our own?" Levy said.
"Oh…I didn't…ask. Forgive me, this is rude on my part."
"Told you so Josie." Leliana chuckled.
"Well... Inquisitor, who would you like to be in group with?"
"That's easy!" She grabbed Ery's arms.
"Anyone…else?" Josephine asked.
"Oh…uhm…" Levy looked over at Solas, debating if she should ask. Ery caught her looking at him and grinned.
"If Levy doesn't know…I have…a suggestion." She said.
"Alright." Josephine said.
Still linked arms with Levy, she walks over to Solas and grabbed his arm.
"Solas. You will be part of this group and you cannot say no."
Solas looked at his sister and then to Lavellan. "As you wish." He said bowing his head slightly.
Already the servants started putting their trunks on one of the carriage. Solas started walking towards it and went in. Levy hops in with Ery behind. Before closing the door, Ery poked her head out.
"Commander! Care to join our group?" She called out. Cullen looked at her, turning red as a tomato. He cleared his throat.
"I…uh…yes." He replied, sheepishly.
As he starts walking towards them, loud whistles and cheering can be heard from the companions. This made him blush even more. He quickly hopped in, closing the door behind him. Finally, after much debating, everyone settled into their carriage. Bull and Dorian in one, since Dorian apparently brought a lot of luggage. Sera and Blackwall in another. Varric and Cassandra, much to Cassandra's dismay. Josephine and Leliana. As for Cole, he happily rode on a horse. Once everything is settled and ready, they all left for Halamshiral. The people cheering them on as they leave.
The ride to Halamshiral proved to be very interesting and difficult for the couples. Inside their carriage, no one has said a word for what felt like hours. Finally, Ery gave in and broke the silence.
"So…Cullen. How does one become a templar?"
"Oh! I can answer that." Levy replied. "They have to take vows…if I remembered correctly. I asked him the same question before."
"Vows? What kind of vows?" Ery asked.
"Just…a rite of passage in order to become one." Cullen replied.
"Does it go 'I swear by all that is holy…'?"
Levy chuckled. "Apparently something close to that. Also…they don't have to give up physical temptation. Most do it to prove themselves, but…" Levy trailed off.
"Interesting." Solas who has been silent joined in. "Have you made such vows commander?"
Cullen coughed, his face turning red immediately. Ery shot Solas a deathly glare, and Levy laughed.
"No. I…no I did not." Cullen replied, rubbing his neck.
"Why the sudden interest Hah'ren." She hissed the last word.
"I am merely curious. Wouldn't you be, Da'lan?" He replied, emphasizing the last word. Ery just glared at him. Levy feeling the tension between them, asked whatever question came to mind and what she asked made everyone choke with their own spit.
"Have you…had sex with anyone Cullen?"
"Maker!" Cullen breathed out.
"Sorry, didn't mean to ask that…" She said, looking down. Embarrassed.
"It's alright…Inquisitor. I…did once. A long time ago."
Ery stared at him, surprised he actually answered and told the truth. Solas glanced at his sister to see her reaction. He should have known that not all men are…'innocent' in these sort of things.
"Only once?" Ery asked as curiosity took over.
"Yes. Before the circle was surrounded by abominations. After that I…haven't since."
"Ohhh… I see." Ery looked down, lost in her thoughts.
"Solas, if you don't mind I have a question." Cullen started.
Ery and Levy looked at Cullen then to Solas.
"Of course, what is it you wish to know?"
"Ery…uhm…told me that a mage can pull someone…from their dreams and into another…or can will it to change the scene. I believe it's called the Fade. Well…seeing as you're known to be the expert of these things…I wanted to know if…its possible for…an ex-templar such as myself..." He let his sentence trail off.
"You wish to know if Ery can pull you out of a nightmare considering that you were a templar."
"Yes. Would it…have any effect on us?"
"No. As long as the mage knows what he or she is doing no harm will come to either of them." Solas looks at Ery. "From what I can tell, she seems to know what she is offering."
"I wouldn't offer if I didn't." Ery muttered.
"Have you done it before Ery?" Levy asked, curious.
"I have…a couple times." She replied.
"Then I will be in your care Ery." Cullen said.
"Just let me know when you're ready Cullen." She gave him her sweet smile.
The inquisition was on the road for at least a day and a half only resting for the night. Josephine was adamant about arriving at least half the day before the Ball, so everyone had time to actually clean themselves up after the long journey. It was midafternoon when they finally arrived in Halamshiral. Everyone was exhausted and wanted nothing but to have a soft bed, some good food and most of all wine, a lot of them. Josephine on the other hand, was already giving everyone instructions on whose boarding room with whom. The rooms that they got should have costed them a lot of money but thanks to Vivienne's connection, they all stayed for free. Food and alcohol provided. Vivienne already making herself comfortable in her own suite. Ery, Cassandra, Levy and Sera all shared one room. The men had to be split in two rooms for obvious reasons. Bull and Dorian already comfortable in their own room. Solas, Blackwall, Cullen and Cole are in one. Though Cole claims he doesn't sleep or even eat, which didn't surprise most of them. Josephine and Leliana in another. Once everyone had bathe, eaten and drank plenty almost immediately they fell asleep in their room. All, except Levy.
She was too anxious and scared that she will fail in this mission. She laid still on her very comfortable bed and stared at the ceiling. Cassandra and Sera's snores did not help her resolve to sleep. Unable to fall asleep, Levy got up from bed, wrapped a robe around her and silently made her way out the balcony. Thanks to Vivienne, everyone in the inquisition are in the same top floor, each with their own balcony. She leaned on the railing and looked up at the sky. There wasn't much stars. Even at night Halamshiral is bustling with people. Mostly nobles and their so called parties. She heard some rustling to her left side and turned her head to look.
"Solas?" She softly called out.
Solas stilled for a moment, and looked at her direction. His face was stern at first then slowly softened after seeing her.
"Vhenan? Shouldn't you be asleep?" He asked as he jumped from his spot to hers. She stepped back a little as he landed silently.
"Couldn't sleep. Cassandra and Sera's snoring didn't help either." She replied chuckling.
Solas tugged some loose hairs behind her ear. He could tell something else is bothering her.
"What's wrong?" He asked, cupping her face. Levy held both his hands on hers.
"I'm just...worried. Scared that I will fail to save the empress and the future in Redcliffe will come true" Solas embraced her, kissing her forehead.
"Of all the months I have known and seen you do. This one will be no different. You will save the empress, and stop the future you saw from happening."
"But what-" Solas stopped her with a gentle kiss.
"You will be fine Vhenan. I will be at your side every step of the way." He said, smiling down at her.
Levy nodded, and buried her head on his chest, wrapping her arms around his waist pulling him closer. Solas embraced her tighter. Ever since their intimate confession, there was never a day for them to be alone. For weeks Levy had been busy with learning how to dance, with Solas as her teacher of course. After, Leliana would pull her aside to teach her how to play the game. Vivienne, teaches her the manners and how to walk like a noble. Josephine, with all the important nobles' names that she has to engage with. To have Levy memorize each names. Tonight however, everyone is asleep, and after so long of not feeling her body against his, this feels so...perfect.
The sound of Dorian's voice made them both jolt.
"Vashante Kaffas! Really?!"
"Hey, you like it!"
"You big brute!"
"Yeah, I know!"
Solas and Levy looked at each other and giggled.
"Well...least now everyone's suspicions are right." Solas said.
"It wasn't hard to tell." She replied.
Solas looks over the rails and noticed a cake shop still open.
"How do you find...the little frilly cakes?"
"Like the ones in Val Royeaux? I never tried before."
"Care to try one now?" He moved his head towards the cake shop.
"Absolutely! Let me just...change my robes."
"Of course, I'll meet you down there."
They parted ways. Levy swiftly changed her night robes to her everyday robes and pulled the hood up to hide her face, in case someone recognizes her. She quietly opened the door and softly closed it. She scanned the area, then quickly ran downstairs. Solas already waiting for her. He extended his hand once she took it, they walked towards the shop. The shopkeeper, her face covered halfway by a mask, politely smiled at them as Solas pointed to two tiny cakes. One chocolate with a strawberry ontop and the other a simple vanilla cake with a tiny carrot ontop. Solas paid the lady extra and she gladly accepted it and wrapped up the cakes.
They walk back to the villa and all the way up to the roof, where they both settled and Solas unwrapping the boxes. He holds up both cakes infront of her.
"Which one would you like to try first?"
Levy stared at both cakes, debating.
"Hmm...the vanilla one."
Solas gives her the vanilla and watches as she takes a tiny bite. She eyed the cake intently and realized it is not what it seems to be.
"I believe it is called...a carrot cake." He said, noticing her confusion.
"Oh...it's...interesting."
"I take it you are not fond of carrots?"
"I'm okay with it...as long as it's not in a cake."
He gave a slight chuckle and took the carrot cake from her hand and exchanges it with the chocolate one.
"You may like this one better."
Levy took a small bite and she moaned in delight. Solas is right she likes...no loves this one better.
"Creators! This is...wow! I love this one!" Solas laughed a little.
"It's what they call...divine chocolate. It's not for me, I like this one better." He took a bite out of the carrot cake and groaned.
"Now I have a new mission!"
"What would that be?" Solas raised an eyebrow.
"Buy all the chocolate cakes! And... whatever pastries that have chocolate in them."
He laughed. "I wish you luck on that. I doubt Josephine would approve."
"I will make her." She said, taking another bite.
Solas shook his head and took another bite. After sometime the street lights, and the parties has died down. Solas and Levy silently watch from the roof, drunk nobles walking home. One of them hit his head on a pole. Both elves have to cover their mouths to muffle their laughs. Once all the lights have been turned off, the stars emerged. Levy lays her head on Solas' shoulder. He wraps an arm around her and pulls her close. They both looked up to see some constellations.
"When I was young...I used to sneak out at night and climb the tallest hill and just lay down and count how many constellations I could find."
"How many did you find?"
"I tried...but I only found maybe...four." She replied sheepishly.
"Do you see one now?" He pointed up.
"Hmm…" She searched the night sky and tried to connect each stars. "Oh! I see...a dragon! That's Mythal! The protector and mother-of-all."
"I see...the sun next to her." Solas pointed out.
"Elgar'nan. God of vengeance and the father-of-all." She said. "Oh! there are Dirthamen and Falon'Din."
"I see...Andruil...and Ghilan'nain." He said pointing at each.
"I think...I see...Sylaise and... June!" She points at them.
"I see them too." He replies.
"Wow...this is the most I've found in all my years!"
She starts tracing another constellation and gasps. Solas followed her trail and knew all too well who she has found.
"Fen'Harel." She whispers. The bringer of nightmares and traitor of all."
Solas stiffened a little at the mention of his name. Levy notices and stared at his face. It was difficult to see what kind of expression he made, but as far as she could tell it looked like he was...disheartened. As quickly as it showed, Solas composed himself and pointed at the sky.
"Behind him...is the moon." He said.
Levy followed his gaze and looked up.
"Lileath Goddess of Dreams." She said. "The Dalish barely knows anything about her. Only that she is the one that guides our dreams. Opposite of the dreadwolf."
"I learned something about her...in my travels from the fade." He said, still looking up. Levy turned to look at him.
"What did you find?"
"She is cunning and very mischievous." He replied flatly.
"From what I learned. She is generous and kind to all." She said.
"She is that too I suppose." He said. "Also...she and the dread wolf were the closest."
"I heard stories of that." She said. Solas looked at her, eyebrow raised.
"What kind of stories?" He asked.
"There are different kinds...but the one that is told over and over is that a long time ago when Lileath met the dreadwolf, he fell in love with her. And because of their differences it never worked out. Like all the others, he locked her away."
Solas couldn't help but let out a small laugh. Levy stared at him confused and a little irritated.
"I know you don't think The Dalish people's beliefs are not true. But this is what I grew up in."
"Ir abelas. The fade showed me a very different perspective." He replied, composing himself. "I meant no disrespect, Vhenan."
"You will have to show me these dreams one day." She said.
"Yes. One day. For now, I believe it is time to head back and get at least some hours of sleep. After all we have a big night coming."
"Right."
They started walking down from the roof and back to their rooms. Solas gave her a soft kiss on the forehead before leaving to his joint room. Levy silently walked in her room, took off the robes and laid down on her bed. She closed her eyes and in mere moments sleep overtook her.
The early morning sun beamed down from the windows, lightening up the room. A knock came from the door and then slowly opened. Josephine, Leliana and Cassandra walked in. Sera, Levy and Ery are still sleeping soundly. All three women bundled up under their covers. Josephine sighed, and nodded at Cassandra to wake them all up. Cassandra held up a bell, Josephine and Leliana covered their ears and Cassandra violently shakes the bell.
"TIME TO WAKE UP!"
All three elves bolted up from their beds. Sera with her bow ready, Ery and Levy both have their ice magic ready in hand.
"It's just us!" Leliana said.
"Fenedhis Lasa!" Ery cursed.
"Wot the fuck! You nearly got arrowed!" Sera puts her bow down.
"Creators…I thought we were being attacked." Levy took a deep breath. "What's all this about?"
"Forgive me Inquisitor but we have much to prepare before the Ball and the sooner we start the better." Josephine said.
"Ugh, couldn't you all jus wake her up instead?" Sera complained.
"No, everyone has to be present. Come on everyone is waiting at the table. Breakfast will be served soon." Josephine turned around and walked out the door. Leliana walking beside her.
"Wasn't there at least a better way to wake us up Cass?" Ery said, through yawning.
"It was either that or a bucket of cold water. I picked the more… sensible one."
"Point taken."
"All three of you should start getting ready, before Josephine sends someone else." Cassandra said, walking towards the door and closing it.
All three women simultaneously groaned and fell back on their bed. Ery is the first to get off her bed. With a flick of her wrist, the bed is made.
"Can you not do that infront of me, you know I hate magic!" Sera glared at her.
"Nobody says you need to watch." Ery retorted.
"Ugh...shut it." Sera haughtily get off her bed, intentionally making a mess as she leaves the blanket on the floor and a pillow. Ery shakes her head and chuckled.
"You two are such a delight in the morning." Levy quips, grinning at them.
"Shut up!" They said in unison.
Both Ery and Sera threw pillow at her. She couldn't evade quickly and got hit by both. Ery and Sera burst out laughing and high fived eachother. They did not notice two pillows thrown at them until it hit both their faces, making an 'oof' sound. They glared at Levy and...so a pillow fight ensues. All three elves are so engrossed in their battle, they did not notice the door opening and the two gentlemen standing by the door, bewildered at the sight. One of the pillow intended for Levy was accidently thrown towards the door. Solas is quick enough to evade, but Cullen on the other hand...was not. Both Sera and Ery noticed them and stood still. Levy turned her head to look at the door and dropped her pillow.
"Oh frig! Ery did it!" Sera ran out towards the balcony and jumped away.
"Sera! You're still wearing your last night clothing!" Ery called out, but Sera is far gone.
"Solas. Commander." Levy greeted them, tying her robes.
"Josephine, had asked us to check up on you three." Solas said.
"Ah, uhm...we were just...getting ready." Levy replied. Ery walked up behind her, still wearing her nightclothes.
"Cullen are you alright?" She looks at his redden nose.
"I'm fine. I...uhm…" He stared at her for a moment and turned crimson red. It is the first time he has seen her in something other than her regular clothing. Hair loose. Her long silvery silk nightdress is very thin, that it shows her erect nipples. Ery oblivious to this, approaches him closer.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yes. Yes. Just uhm...your...uh...clothes are…" He couldn't handle it any longer and looked away.
Ery stared at him confuse then looked at herself and realized her breasts were exposed. She cursed herself and swiftly grabbed her robes and covered herself. Her face almost as red as Cullen's. Solas cleared his throat.
"Commander and I will wait outside. The Ambassador was clear that we cannot leave until you three...well in this case two join us." He said.
"We will...be out in a moment." Levy replied, closing the door.
Cullen and Solas waited by the door, silently. They could hear Ery fussing about Cullen seeing her exposed and how stupid she is. Levy assuring her that it's alright, she will be fine. Solas couldn't help but grin, while Cullen couldn't stop blushing. After five minutes or so, Levy and Ery walked out the room and all four of them descended down the stairs and into the kitchen. Everyone even Sera are already sitting and eating their breakfast. Varric took notice of the blushing faces of both Cullen and Ery, and grinned. They took the empty seats and settled down.
"Now that everyone is here, we can begin with our preparations." Josephine said.
Josephine laid out plans on what to do and what not to do while in the party. She specifically singled out Sera and Cole. After the long and boring meeting. Everyone headed off to start preparing for the big night. As the sun starts to set, the Inquisition are all dressed and ready to head out. All except for their Inquisitor who is at the moment still in the room still getting dressed.
"Almost done Levy." Ery said, clipping the smaulders on. "There."
She walks infront of Levy and stares her down. Checking to see if anything is amiss.
"Oh! Forgot the mask."
She walks over a box and pulled out a golden mask with intricate feather designs on the right side, while the rest of the mask has swirl designs with tiny emerald gems adorned around.
"When...where did you get this?" Levy ask as Ery puts it on her.
"Leliana had it, she wanted to surprise everyone."
"She certainly did."
"Now, everything is perfect." Ery said taking a step back.
"I still don't understand why you chose to be an Orlesian servant." Levy said.
"Easy. I get to hear all the gossips! Who does not want to her that!" Ery smirked.
"Would be nice to see you wear something like this...I bet it would take Cullen's breath away." Levy teased.
"Hmm...well...right now the one person that will have his breath taken away is...Solas." Ery grinned.
Levy blushed. She has forgotten Solas has never seen her with a dress before. She hasn't seen him wear anything else, other than his usually…'hobo' garments.
"Ready?"
"Ready as I'll ever be...I suppose."
Ery extended her hand and helped Levy walk down the flight of stairs. Once Ery opened the front doors, a small breeze made the dress flow. Levy had to hold the skirts down until the breeze stopped. When all is clear, she noticed everyone were staring at her. All except for Vivienne are wearing the same uniform. Red military jacket and pants. Golden boots, gloves and belt. Regal blue sash and cummerbund. Their eyes wide, jaws dropping.
"Wow. Now THAT is what I call a dress!" Bull exclaimed.
"Shit. If I didn't witness this and someone said you wore this dress. I would say they are bullshitting." Varric said shaking his head in disbelief.
"Daaarling, you look magnificent! This will definetly start trend." Vivienne said.
"For once, I am actually speechless." Dorian said.
"You look lovely Inquisitor." Blackwall said.
"Thank you Blackwall. To tell you the truth. I am still not used to wearing this and walking in heels…" Levy replied.
"Wondering. Hoping. What does he think? Does he like it? Heart pounding. Nervous. Afraid. What if I fail tonight?" Cole spoke softly next to Solas.
"Weirdy doing his weird shite again." Sera said, stepping back.
"Cole. I don't believe that is—" Solas started.
"Hot. Swell. Looking lovely. She looks beautiful. Love. Hurt. But happy."
"Cole. Stop. Please."
"Oh…sorry. I thought…I was helping."
"It's alright Cole, just…be careful." Solas assured him.
"I will. Thank you Solas."
"Since everyone is accounted for. Let us go." Josephine said.
Ery helped Levy walk towards the carriage and into it.
"Are you not coming in Ery?"
"No Le- Inquisitor. I am but a mere servant." Ery bowed and walked away. Levy looked on confused as to what just happened.
"She seems to be getting into her character." Solas said, standing by the door.
"Ah…right Orlesian servant. Will you be riding with me?" Levy asked, looking at him. Hoping.
"If you wish me to." He replied, smiling.
"Always." She whispered so only he can hear. He chuckled and hopped inside.
Once everyone has settled in they all headed out for the Winter Palace. Levy's carriage is the first in line of all the others. She sticks her head out and sees Ery on a horse, riding next to Cullen. Ery chose to wear just a simple long sleeves brown dress. Just above the knees, with a scoop down neckline. A black sash wrapped around her waist with a pair of brown wrappings for shoes. She has her hair in a bun with some lose strands on the side. She really looks like one of the servants. The only thing that probably sets her apart from the rest is the fact she is taller, and her beauty. She sighed and sat back down, facing Solas.
"Are you still thinking you will fail Vhenan?" Solas asked, sensing her anxiety.
"No…I'm more worried about Ery now. I still don't understand why she chose to be one of the servants."
"Ah. I heard she wanted to experience the thrills of being a palace maid."
"She told me she doesn't want to miss any gossips." Levy chuckled. "But…she stands out Solas…a lot."
"I…see what you mean."
She will be fine. He thought
"I'm just worried for her safety. If a noble finds her attractive, which she is…like VERY attractive, he will try to buy her right then and there, and will do…" She couldn't finish her sentence just the thought of Ery being abused made her stomach churn.
"My heart…" Solas moved next to her and wrapped his arms around her. "No harm will come to her. I'm sure Cullen will make sure of it. The inquisition will be there to protect her should anything happen. You and I will be there."
I will personally massacre whoever harms my sister. He thought.
"You're right. Let's hope nothing happens." She said, leaning her head on his shoulder.
They stayed that way for the rest of the ride. Right outside with Cullen and Ery, she starts telling Cullen about the elves and what their beliefs are.
"How well do you know about the elves?" She asked him.
"Not much, only that they worship…different deities. Gods and Goddesses." He replied.
"Hm…I see. What do you know about their Gods and Goddesses?"
"I heard they all have different purposes."
"True. Would…you like to learn more about them? If given the chance?"
"Learn more about your culture? Of course." He said smiling at her.
"Alright. Where would you like me to start?"
"How about telling me about the Gods and Goddesses?"
"There are five Gods and five Goddesses each with their own respective power."
"The elves worship ten deities? Maker's breath." Cullen said in disbelief.
"Uh-huh. There is Elgar'nan God of Vengeance also known as the all-father, Mythal the great protector and the all-mother. So those two...are what we call our father and mother. Falon'Din God of Death then there is his twin Dirthamen God of secrets and knowledge. Andruil the Goddess of Hunt, Sylaise Goddess of all domestic arts, June God of craft he is Sylaise's husband. Ghilan'nain mother of the Halla and known as the Goddess of navigation."
"That is…only eight. You said there is ten of them." Cullen said, confused.
"Yes…Fen'Harel also known as the Dread Wolf."
"I heard of him…the Dalish elves call him the trickster God."
"Yes…but sometimes not all is what they seem." She said with melancholy.
"Who is the last one?"
"Lileath Goddess of Dreams."
"That is a lot of deities to pray to."
"Well…if you think about it, we pray for different things everyday. Example would be…praying for protection; Mythal. Wanting vengeance; Elgar'nan. To guide our way; Ghilan'nain and so on."
"Putting it that way…it does make sense. But…I will always believe in the Maker."
"Just as the elves believe in the Creators."
"I would…like to learn more about your culture. It is…rather interesting. If you don't mind telling me all about it of course."
"I don't mind. I'd love to teach you all I know."
"Good. Also…when this whole…saving the empress mission is over…do you think you can help me with the nightmares?"
"Bellanaris." She grinned.
"I will take that...as a yes?"
"Of course."
Cullen looked around for a moment and when no one is looking, he leaned towards her and gives her a quick kiss on the lips.
After travelling for almost an hour, they finally arrived at the Winter Palace. The golden iron gates opened for them to enter. One by one they each stepped out of their carriage, and grouped up, with Levy in the middle looking ahead ready to play the game.
Author's Notes:
Dun dun dun! Everyone is set and ready!
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"Can't keep your eyes off your Vhenan?" Ery teased.
"What did you find?" Solas asked.
She pours more wine in his cup. Head down low.
"The magic was strong, but I disrupted. Funny, the password used...was very interesting. Fen'Harel Enaste."
Dreadwolf's favor... He thought.
She bowed and left Solas to his own thoughts.
"Ery!" Cullen kicked open the door then stood still, shocked at the scene he sees...
