Chapter 6 – Dancing
It was late. Her boots clinked as she settled them down near the door. Bodhan – maker bless that dwarf – wasn't even waiting to greet her. Sweet music and laughter had filled her ears. A tune that she had heard once back in Ferelden, in the grungy tavern of Lothering. Heavy steps sounded and shook the floor, rattling through the hallow wood boards.
A smile crept up on to her lips as she made her way into the house and into her library. She stopped in the doorway. It was her makeshift family. 2 Humans, 2 dwarfs and an elf. Orana played music as they danced. Sandal and his father, Anders leading her old mother around the room in a lazy waltz.
The smile on her mothers face was large, it hadn't been there since before the tragic string of events. Father and mother would dance and sing with them in happier times. Bethany loved to dance, making Carver join in or play the music. A knot grew in her chest and she decided to push away the memories.
"Dancing without me?" She asked. "May I?" They stopped, looking at her. Sandal clapped and her family began to dance again. Anders let the older woman go, taking Hawkes hand and pulling her into a sloppy waltz.