Song: Killer Queen (Queen) (446 words)
"To avoid complications she never kept the same address; in conversation, she spoke just like a baroness..."
"My dear Comte," Leliana smiled cherubically as she tickled the man's bare chest with a feather. "You truly are a naughty thing! Having this rendezvous at your brother-in-law's secret place, fetching these succulent berries from Starkhaven, and getting me this beautiful necklace..."
She took a look at the jewel – a sparkling sapphire hanging from an exquisite gold chain. There was a thin grey hair entangled in one of the links – probably from the Comtesse, but what did she care? She slipped the necklace back in its pouch and left it on the secrétaire. "Oh, it's all so gorgeous, darling!" She giggled excitedly and sat on the bed beside him. Her lips moved expertly over the soft skin of his neck, and her teeth teased his earlobe. The man moaned under the gag.
"What's that you say, mon cher? Is it time already?" Leliana sprang from the bed and approached the door, feeling movement outside. "You are absolutely right, darling." She pulled the hood back on, took the pouch and pinned it to her belt, and blew a kiss at the tied-up man, who was now wriggling frantically.
Leliana slipped out to the balcony and swiftly clung to a branch of an oak that she had marked days before with that purpose. She climbed down the tree and prowled out of the grounds. Every now and then she looked over her shoulder, though she did not need to do so – she relied on her ears more than anything. And her hearing was now telling her that nobody had come after her.
She unrolled the long-sleeved tunic that she always carried around, put it on, and entered the tavern. She walked inconspicuously towards the room at the back and closed the door behind it.
"Did you bring it?" the Vicomte asked.
Leliana smiled and placed the pouch on the table. The man took out the sapphire and gazed at it in the candlelight. "I can fetch a handsome price for this, yes. Or I can simply show it to the Comtesse and stir a bit of trouble. Nevertheless, good job." He made a signal and a man behind him gave him a parchment. "As we arranged, the information on that ship you requested." He detached the jewel from the chain and threw this to her. She caught it swiftly and raised her eyebrows. "For your pains," the man smiled. Leliana bowed and left the room.
On her way back home, she stopped at the Chantry, walked to the donation box, and slipped the chain inside. Heavy gold ornaments were not really her thing anyway, she thought, as her fingers found the simple silver medallion hidden underneath her clothes.
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A/N: Again, first time I write a story that involves Leliana. I think I used to like her until "something" happened -a.k.a. "Leliana's Song" and the cameo at the end of DA II- and all of a sudden, I was put off by her.