Author's Note: I'm posting the next group of chapters (11 - 14) quickly as I am trying to ensure that if a reader jointly reads my story along with SnowHelm's 'Revelations' that is a smooth progress. Please, read, enjoy and review! A special thanks for everyone who is following this story.

Sunshine was walking towards her room and met her father walking towards her. She gave him a wary look. He gave her a smirk.

"Isn't there some law against fathers smirking, self-satisfied like, at their daughters?"

"Making up more 'father-daughter' laws again? Tell me, my daughter, how are you, really?"

"Oh, is this a trap? Or are you really just asking, and not doing the good 'ol, 'I can tell what you're feeling' mojo on me?"

"I'm really asking, I want to hear your voice."

"Emotionally I'm on a ship-wrecked see-saw with all these pregnancy 'mones going on. However I've really never felt more love and contentment than I do with you, Duncan, Grace, Zen, Del...everyone. I'm a little scared too. See? I threw you a bone!"

"How generous of you. I notice that you are still mixing your metaphors."

"Well my day isn't complete until I've dotted all my idioms and crossed all my metaphors. How are you, really?"

"Happy to be back with you."

Sunshine hugged her father tightly, "back at ya, Da." And kissed him on the cheek. They parted ways and the hall was quiet once more.

Sunshine and Duncan:

Sunshine quietly entered their room and noted that Duncan was rather subdued looking and sitting completely still on their bed, eyes downcast. She walked silently to him, knelt in front of him, and looked up at his face. "Hey."

Duncan looked at Sunshine. He really looked at her, as if seeing her for the first time, all over again. There was that rush of emotion as if every sense was overloading, but only this time there was some bittersweet in there too. "Hey," he said.

There was a long silence, the kind that was at risk of being awkward if Sunshine was still able to feel that way with Duncan. She merely waited, minutes slipped by, she was patient.

Finally, "do you really hate the word 'tunic'?"

Okay, not what she was expecting, but it was a start. "Hmmm, interesting question. I hadn't thought of it before, really. I prefer 'shirt', 'top' or 'blouse' but I think 'hate' is far too strong of word to use with 'tunic'." Another pause as Sunshine gave it some consideration. "You know, I find, upon further thought that there is single incident in which I like the word 'tunic'."

"What?"

"When it has a very specific possessive attached: 'Duncan's tunic'."

Duncan met Sunshine's eyes. There was tenderness there, and truth. He let out a heavy breath. "I love you, so very much," was all he said.

"And I love you, my Duncan." She gave him a quick kiss. "So how hard on you was my father?"

Duncan groaned, "I felt like a squire caught looking up the skirt of a maid."

Sunshine laughed. "He's got millenium on us, I can't count the number of times he made feel like a naughty little girl caught with her hand in the cookie jar. For what it's worth, I'm sorry. I didn't think he would pull that type of crap out of his ass."

Duncan looked surprised at her turn of phrase, "oh, what type of crap were you expecting?"

"The magical kind? Honestly, I was surprised. But then again, you are my first love since being adopted. I never thought to draw up those kind of parameters with him. Do you want to tell me what he said?"

"Not really. He did imply that you never inquired about his reaction to a potential love interest."

"That's true, nor did I really ever examine my own possible reactions. It wouldn't have mattered anyway."

"Why?"

"There is nothing to compare it too 'till you."

They were content that night to lay in each other's arms and murmur endearments until they fell asleep.

Robin and Grace:

Grace was surprised to see Robin at her door. She was expecting no one, but thought Fergus might stop by. She was slightly relieved that it was Robin.

"May I," he asked.

"Please come in, make yourself at home."

"Dangerous words to a Fairy."

Grace looked stunned for a moment, then laughed. "I'm sure that since you're Sunshine's father you already would."

Robin smiled. "So normally, if you were just somebody randomly placed in my path I would prevaricate. However you are unique, so I'll forego with that nonsense. You will not like everything I have to say. Not because they are mean but because you will be uncomfortable having them verbalized.

First, I know everything. And I mean everything. I have killed seven Templars, two Sisters, four brothers and a minor noble since arriving, and with more killing left to do. I am incapable of feeling remorse for that and am going to happily destroy the current Chantry. I am incredibly old and possibly beyond narcissistic when it comes to my self-perceived duties. I am beyond the reach of any hand here, and so is Sunshine. Not that my daughter is beyond pain, just beyond destruction.

Second, I want you to know that she is holding in her power for you. She may stop at some point, and I will be cheering her on from the sidelines. I will assure you that she will never hurt you when she does. It will just change the landscape, metaphorically speaking, of this world. It may take her a great number of years before she gets around to it.

Third, I will speak a riddle for you, because that's probably what you expect anyway:

As I was going to St Ives

I met a man with seven wives

Each wife had seven sacks

Each sack had seven cats

Each cat had seven kits

Kits, cats, sacks and wives

How many were going to St Ives?"

Robin grew quiet, waiting for the second obvious answer to the riddle. Grace finally realized he was waiting for her response.

A little unsure of which answer he wanted, but decided to go with the correct answer, "one?"

Robin nodded. "There is only one person going to face the monster. Everyone else is fleeing St Ives. Grace, do not go there alone. I am incredibly old, dementedly powerful and I never go there alone. These people in your life want you in their life. If you think you are doing them a favor by exhausting yourself, flinging yourself into harm's treacherous path and avoiding unpleasant truths you will hurt both yourself and them.

Yes, I am scolding you. The truth does set us free. I expect it will take you some time, as you are very young, to fully understand that. Do not be afraid of letting people protect you, it makes them feel useful. Also, mortal men need to feel that their pregnant lover is safe. You have at least three of those now. I told you I knew everything. And if you think that's embarrassing imagine how I felt when I realized that after exactly ten hours, thirty-seven minutes and seventeen seconds after meeting your father my daughter had her mouth around his cock.

Grace inwardly groaned, the last thing she needed was that image. "At least you didn't have to hear it." She muttered. Robin chuckled at that before growing serious again.

"Now listen carefully to me, you may not realize it but the way you are attempting to internalize your oppression is causing you great harm. Release it. There are more monsters beyond the gates than you know."

Grace spent a few moments absorbing everything he said, he only let her talk once. She was pretty sure that her lack of ability to want to interrupt had to do with his power. She was getting heartily tired of hearing all these men grouse at her and her past and emotions. Why wasn't Sunshine getting scolded for her suicide mission at the Alienage?

"What about the Alienage and Sunshine?"

"Ah, I see where you are going. Sunshine knew what she had to do. She was answering the Wild Hunt, Elves are a part of the Wild. These Elves are lost, as you no doubt discovered today. They faded from the Fey as the Arcane took over this world. Sunshine knows her role well, never doubt it. Also, she's immortal, though not without weakness. None of her weaknesses are with people, you and all those who she calls 'hers' are her strengths. In time you will learn to let them be yours."

Robin went up to Grace, opened the Wild and filled her with what he and Sunshine felt with their magic. He pulled her somewhere else. She could feel both her magics more clearly. She felt what the stories must have tried to impart when discussing Fairy. It was beyond her wildest imaginings. There were no words for the beauty, and Grace wondered why anyone would leave all this for something like the Fade. All sorts of people of various kinds flitted about her, talking in a language that tugged lightly at her. They touched her with whispers. She closed her eyes. When she next awoke it was dawn and she was in her own bed robed in gown of gossamer that shimmered in the early morning light. A parting gift from the Fey.

Breaking Fast:

Fergus was on his way to breakfast, puzzled over last night's events. After he had finished with his court dinner he had made his way to Grace's room to check on her. Or at least that had been his plan. He was so sure that he had gone there, but it all got fuzzy after he opened the door. The last thing he remembered was being pulled into bed and put into a deep, comfortable sleep. He dreamt of beautiful women, laughing and pulling on him, tugging him into a pool of water. He made love, in his dream, with all of them. He woke feeling very satisfied sexually, and a little embarrassed over the intensity of it. He was sure he had orgasmed several times but was surprised to wake to his naked body and clean sheets.

When he made it to breakfast he was the last to arrive, everyone looked relaxed and enjoying themselves, He looked at Grace, she was so beautiful and radiant right then. There was something more to her. He was surprised that he didn't feel compelled to go up and kiss her like he normally did. He frowned. He still thought she was beautiful and desirable, and he truly cared for her, but it was as if he no longer felt a compulsion to seduce her. It was a relief as he was having an increasingly difficult time not attempting to do just that. She was guileless with her sexuality so he knew that if it was her magic that had made him act so callow with her it was not intentional. Whatever happened, he was relieved that he no longer was at risk of causing a war between himself and the Wardens. A sure outcome if he had continued to feel propelled to Grace.

Sunshine looked up at him, beaming. "My dear King, please join us. I'm sure my father will...oh speak of the devil!"

Fergus turned and was startled to see a handsome man standing behind him. The man gave a jaunty bow, that somehow came off as ironic, and said, "Your Majesty, it is a pleasure to meet you. Robin Goodfellow, at your service, and as my daughter noted, Sunshine's father."

Fergus motioned for him to rise, "a pleasure Ser Goodfellow, please join us for breakfast. May I offer my congratulations on the future birth of your daughter's twins, Maker willing."

Robin grinned at the 'Maker' bit, "you honor me." The two men joined everyone at the table, with Fergus at the head, and Robin inserting himself at the other end. Fergus frowned slightly at this faux pas and looked at Sunshine who was laughing to herself. Fergus narrowed his eyes on the newcomer. He wondered what the subtext was. He was about to open his mouth and begin pleasant inquiries into everyone's well being when he was beat to the punch by Robin.

"Well, what a beautiful sight for my old eyes to behold. Sunshine, you look radiant and you didn't even get pleasured last night by your lover. Oh no! He's choking, you better help him dear. Zen and Del it's not polite to laugh when a man is unable to perform his loverly duties. Grace you look beautiful, as always. A little like Titania, if I may be so bold. Well I had an amazing night myself. I was able to dance in the arms of beautiful young woman, which is a comfort for a man my age, even if she is like a granddaughter to me."

Fergus frowned at Grace's blush. What had happened? Sunshine just began laughing outright. "Oh, yes, my aged father. You look all of what, thirty? How old was this young lady, four?" Sunshine grinned knowingly at both her father and Grace.

"Give or take twenty summers, yes."

"This is my table," Fergus said, a little irritably.

"Yes, and what fine craftsmanship! Da, stop teasing everyone. Fergus my father is a magical creature. Robin, may I also add that I consider Fergus to be a younger brother, so ease up on it. Good Lord!"

"Oh, you lose your fun when you haven't been laid."

Sunshine rolled her eyes. "Oh, yeah, that must be it. Duncan, let's head back to our room and loudly make love in the Wild, ensuring that everyone hears my every moan of pleasure that you give me."

Robin scowled, "you're no fun anymore."

Grace and her father exchanged glances. Grace turned bright red remembering Robin's words about her father and Sunshine. Duncan flushed in shame about his own prudishness regarding Grace.

"Please, Robin, Sunshine. Kids are present." Grace pled.

"Oh, don't mind us," said Del. "This is way better than watching Shianna glare at every male she's just had sex with the next day!"

Zen groaned, Sunshine and Robin looked proud, Grace finally admitted defeat and laughed. The tension was eased and the group discussed travel plans and day plans.

"Might I be so bold as to suggest an itinerary for the day?" Robin asked.

Fergus rested his head on his hand, knowing that no one really had any say in the matter. "Go on," came his tired reply.

"Excellent! Well I need to have a private conversation with my daughter, and I suggest that Grace and Duncan have a morning outing. Zen and Del, you should return to the Alienage with Fergus, and Sunshine and I will meet you there. Maybe Duncan will need some private time with Sunshine in the afternoon. I would then like to have a celebration," he gave a meaningful look, that Sunshine missed, at Duncan. "I will hold it in the Palace Gardens, with your permission, Your Majesty?"

Fergus nodded, warily. He knew that he had been outdone by a man who was even more Sunshine than Sunshine. He wasn't even sure that made sense. He knew though, that the family resemblance was more than physical. As everyone was getting up to leave, Grace approached him with a small smile and hugged him.

"Are you okay, Fergus?"

He held her back, thankful for her compassion. "Yes, I'm just feeling less than majestic right now." He smiled ruefully.

"You are always majestic," Grace defended, giving him a brief kiss on the cheek before joining her father. Fergus smiled wistfully.

Sunshine and Robin:

"So what mischief did you get yourself into last night, hmmm?"

"Just a quick trip to Fairy. She needed it, she was at risk of her Wild being lost. I want to help her. She's been played with by such illness from Flemeth. Thankfully Flemeth is blind to the Wild and will never see it within Grace. Are you going to kill her?"

"I wish. I think that would upset Grace. She likes to slay all the monsters." Sunshine complained. "I hope that someday she'll share them with me."

"How bad is the pull?"

"Huh, you really aren't looking are you? It's bad at times. I try to do little things to ease it. I can probably keep it at bay for awhile. Maybe a hundred or so years. After that Grace had better have everything to her liking. War is coming to every inch of this world. There will be a time when I cannot resist the Hunt any longer and I will sound the horn."

"I'll be here, you know. I'll stay as long as you do."

"Will you resume your name?"

"No, I think not. I think I may like to go a different route."

"How many more on the list?"

"The Hag keeps adding to it, you've turned her gaze here. She may compel you to call the Wild Hunt sooner than you would like."

"It's time she stepped up to the plate here. This world is seriously sucking all the drain pipes of life. Did that one even make sense? Oh, well. You get the point. So where are you headed to next?"

"The seat of the Divine, Orlais. I'm going to see how much I can subvert from the sidelines."

Sunshine grumbled, "you get all the fun! You are seriously going to outdo me on the mischief meter. Grace and Duncan won't let me have any fun, I just know it. Grace, because she'll just stand in front of Grendel and Duncan will hold me back from the fray. I couldn't find myself in love with a family of people that will throw me at the Demons that haunt them. Oh, not I. No, I have to fall irrevocably in love with two of the most stubborn people in all the universes."

"Oh, shush, you love it. You are secretly pleased that they aren't asking you to run about sounding your horn and crushing their foes. Plus, it's what you deserve. Such a trial you've been to me."

Sunshine rolled her eyes, "yeah, the King of Mischief, complaining about his daughter's misadventures. That's rich."

Robin drew Sunshine close with an arm around her shoulders. "Give them time, dear. They love you, and in spite of my reassurances, and yours, they will still be overly protective of you. It's in their nature. One day they will let you slay their monsters, but probably your babies will have to be older. I think your Duncan is very worried about losing you and the babies. He just won't tell you straight like that."

"And there is my opening! You want to tell me what the two of you discussed? Or should I say, what you lectured him about?"

"Ah, well, I would hate to break the cardinal rule of 'The International Brotherhood of Men' - what is said between Father and Daughter's Lover stays between them. I can tell that he didn't expose the conversation with you. Good man. I may just like him yet."

Sunshine elbowed her father, "you love him, that's an order. He makes me smile, he makes me laugh and he is mine. So you treat him right."

Robin laughed. "You're still my daughter. No one is ever really good enough for you. I may just have to settle for 'tolerable' and leave it at that."

The two ambled about Denerim, finding all the slummy spots. Robin led them to a back alley door and broke it down, "ready?" He asked of Sunshine.

"Thank God. At least you'll let me kill assholes!"

And so they proceeded to kill a former lay brother who had raped a twelve year old boy at the Circle of Magi, more than a decade ago, by the name of Anders. It was very satisfying. Anders wasn't his only victim but she knew that she could give him this peace. She just would never be able to tell him, but he would know, by the Wild, that this monster was slain.

Sometime later they wandered to the Alienage.

Duncan and Grace:

Grace knew Robin had suggested this pairing for a reason. She wisely decided that she better go along with the plan. Her father was looking a little lost, his thoughts inward. He had barely said a meaningful word since they struck out. "Dad, tell me what's on your mind," she said while looping her arm in his. She heard his heavy sigh.

"I need to ask Sunshine..." Grace waited.

"I need to ask her to marry me," he finally got out. "I don't know how to do it." He sounded so anguished it moved Grace.

"You do want to though, right? You're not just doing this because of her father." Grace had a complete picture of how the conversation between the two men went.

"What? Of course I do. Do you know what Loghain, Loghain of all people, said to me before the battle? He said that if I didn't treat her right he would steal her away from me!"

"Oh, so you want to propose out of revenge? I never really cared for Loghain, so I guess thats an alright motive." Grace evilly teased her father.

"No! I want to marry her. I want her to marry me. I want the world to know that we belong together and they can keep their covetous minds off of her."

Grace laughed, her dad had it bad. "Okay, so you want to marry her, what do you need me to do?" She watched Duncan's face look confused.

"It is okay with you?"

"What the...? You're serious? Please, I encouraged her to marry you if you proposed."

"Truly? I know she calls you her daughter, but...I don't know if you really want that."

Grace was stunned. Men were really oblivious. "Of course I do. She confessed to me how much she hated Flemeth because it meant that I wasn't her biological child. And no, not just because of you." She blushed in pleasure at remembering Sunshine's words to her the night before her wedding.

"Will you help me," he asked her shyly. Grace smiled, she really loved this man, so endearing!

"Of course, what do you need?"

"What do I do?" And so Grace applied herself to aiding her father in planning a very romantic proposal. They discussed the various ways that Grace had heard of being employed on Earth.

"I wouldn't actually suggest bending down on one knee and asking for her hand in marriage, I don't think that's either your way or hers. Maybe you could just -" Duncan stopped her mid sentence with:

"Wait, is it customary on Earth for the man to ask the father for her hand in marriage?" Duncan looked beyond apprehensive, making Grace break out in a fit of giggles.

"Why yes, if you are trying to ingratiate yourself by showing how 'old-fashioned' you are. Trust me dad, I think you're okay there. Did you and Robin discuss this?"

Duncan flushed in shame, "yes, he told me I needed to marry his daughter."

"Does Sunshine know?"

"No, thank the Maker. I didn't tell her. I'm afraid she'll turn me down if she thought her father coerced me."

"Hmmm, that would probably depend on how sincere you made the proposal. Okay, well, she will probably want a ring. Knowing Sunshine it has to be special. Not some random, expensive rock, but something more meaningful. Something that says that you were really thinking of her and not what you thought some generic woman would like."

"Oh. Do you have any idea what that would be?"

"Not a clue, the one time I saw her get sparkly with jewels was when she went to the Landsmeet, and that was pretty obvious jewelry. I think it was part of some persona she employed. I wish I could be more helpful there."

The spent two hours enjoying the company, but fruitlessly searching for a ring. Duncan was about to shout in frustration when they finally entered a more middle class neighborhood. The jewelry stores weren't as fine, but they were still nice enough. Being that you stop looking once you find the right item, it was, of course, in the last shop they went to. Duncan was looking at a display of rings, while Grace was looking at some rather pretty necklaces. It was the third display the owner presented and Duncan felt practically blind by this point. He was idly moving his finger down the columns of rings when something made him stop. He gave his full attention to the ring he had found. It was an interesting design, with little flowers, and the gems were an intriguing yellow and purple shade. "Grace! I found it!"

Grace ran over, incredibly relieved and looked at the ring. It was fairly simple in terms of gem load, and the stones were not expensive ones, but something about it felt right. Grace smiled and hugged her father, "she'll love it, I knew you had it in you."

Duncan carefully tucked his package in his purse after making the purchase and he took his daughter's arm and they walked slowly back to the Palace, discussing his plans.

The Alienage:

Sunshine and Robin got to the Alienage to find a rather bizarre sight. Fergus was yelling, Del was jeering, and Zen actually looked ready to blow. Everyone else present was standing around gawking. They walked up to the King and their kin and heard Fergus yell, "take him away. I want a thorough investigation of this matter. I want the names of all present and every commanding officer responsible for that man," Sunshine cast a curious glance at the man that seemed to be the subject of the blow up and noticed a really ugly palace guard, awkwardly holding his helm.

"Hey, I know you! You're the ugly fuck that wouldn't let the Elves take refuge in the Palace. I see your face is all healed up."

The guard snarled and was moving aggressively to Sunshine when he was stopped by a fist to the face, courtesy of Fergus, making a satisfying crack. "Get Sergeant Kylon, now." Fergus managed not to shake his hand from the punch.

"Good one, Your Majesty! I think you got the side I missed. Grace will be delighted." Sunshine went up to Fergus and took his hand, pushing her warmth through it, relaxing the pain. She covered it by kissing his hand, in deference. "You are worthy of your crown. I, Sunshine Jack, fully pledge my allegiance to the King of Ferelden, King Fergus." At that she knelt down. Everyone from elderly Elves to Goodfellow himself, knelt to Fergus all crying, "long live King Fergus!"

A cheer went throughout the Alienage. It would be another one for the history books as this was the first time that an entire Alienage actively acknowledged a King. Fergus felt a mixture of pride and unworthiness. He gestured for all to rise. He bowed, slightly, to everyone assembled. "May I continue to find myself in your favor."

It was the right thing to say and another cheer moved throughout the group. Sergeant Kylon came within the hour and was surprised to find himself promoted to Head of Security and Internal Investigations, title courtesy of Sunshine's quick thinking. The guard in question, Guardsman Hanvey, was escorted by men Kylon trusted to Fort Drakon. Sergeant Kylon returned to the Palace with the small group, and Fergus sent notice to the City Guard.

Duncan and Sunshine:

Duncan was pacing the room, waiting for Sunshine to arrive. He had bathed, trimmed his beard and was wearing his finest. The waiting was beginning to wear on him and he felt ready to snap when Sunshine finally made it back from the Alienage. He probably would have snapped in two if her face hadn't lit up and she hadn't proceeded to run up to him and kiss him.

"Oh Duncan! I missed you so much, we had so much fun! I wish you had been with me. Did you have a good time with Grace?" It was too much for Duncan, she was his Sunshine. Every romantic word flew out of his head.

"Sunshine," he said, before crushing her full body to him and kissing her breathless. "Sunshine, marry me, please."

"Really?"

"I think I'll die if we don't. Not because your father would disapprove, but because I can't function without you. The thought of not formally giving you my oath, in front of our family...please." He had been afraid she would make him wait for answer, as he had heard of some women doing. Or worse, saying 'no'. She did neither of those things and had flung herself into him on 'please', catapulting them to the bed. Grinning at him.

"Ask me again, please."

"Marry me?"

"Yes!" And she began tearing off his clothes. He tried to delay her but her fingers were insistent and were removing anything between them.

"Sunshine, I have a ring, oh Maker, please let me give it to you..." Her mouth was on his chest, biting playfully on his nipples. His request died on his moan. He thought he heard her murmur 'later' but wasn't sure. He slowly realized that if he let her mouth continue its path it would become his moment and not hers. He was not allowing that and easily flipped her over. "Not now, I need to make you mine. Tell me again."

"I will marry you, with all of me." He growled in pleasure and began taking off her clothes. He was slow and teased her body with his hands, gently touching her breasts, made tender by pregnancy. Her belly seemed to have grown huge overnight, as if his children had been waiting for her to fully recover before growing larger. A wave of possession moved through him. He looked into her eyes as his hands caressed her belly. She had a look to her, of joy and sweetness. He smiled at that and trailed his hands down removing the last layers of her clothing as his mouth caught hers.

He looked at her again. Seeing her bathed in the warm, afternoon sun coming through their window. She seemed to glow. Her hair was unbound, her eyes open. Her body, warm and womanly. Her sex opened slightly for him. He gently kissed her, and moved his hand to caress her sex, teasingly. She moaned in his mouth and passion overtook him. He grabbed her hips in his hands, pressing her into the mattress as he tasted her. She squirmed beneath him, extra sensitive to the touch of his tongue. She moaned, pressing her hand in his hair and grinding against his face. His fingers caressed her, curling inside of her, he delighted in the new feel of her pussy that pregnancy gave her. She was tighter than before and seemed to be more sensitive inside as out.

He took full advantage and began moving his fingers within her as his mouth moved on her. Slowly pulling her orgasm from her. Loving every moan and twitch, every tug of his head by her hands, and every thrust of her hips. He almost lost it when she came on him. Gasping his name.

He moved up her body in a languid self-satisfied manner and pressed his cock fully within her. He began slowly, teasing with gentle movement. Allowing himself to enjoy the feel of her completely. She ground her hips, trying to get him to move faster, which caused him to slow down and move his hips in a gentle, twisting motion.

"Duncan," she complained and then surprised him lowering her shields and pulling the Wild into them. He felt her need and grinned at her hunger for him. She smiled and sent pulses of her energy over him. Not enough to make him cum, but enough to make him stop teasing. He used all of his self-control to hold still, delighting in the sensation of her energy around him until she also squeezed him. That broke his control and he began to lose himself, satisfied as she drew back the pulses and he just felt what she was feeling, and realized she could feel what he was, as well. It was the most genuine love he had ever made. When he came, it wasn't in triumph but in sweetness of togetherness. His orgasm caused her to cum hard, again, and again.

He was a proud man, she was a satisfied woman.

Robin and Company:

Robin was grimacing. Grace, concerned, inquired, "Robin, are you alright."

"Well," he said through clenched teeth, "I do believe that my daughter was true to her word and opened the Wild up while with Duncan. She must have accepted his proposal." After a tortured moment. "We have a celebration to plan, my dear."

Later that night:

The party list presented to Fergus was small. Robin said he was taking care of everything, which was a great relief to Fergus. He didn't know what to expect, just that he was asked to escort Duncan and Sunshine to the small, private garden. Sunshine had dressed in the most fascinating dress and looked beyond elegant. She even surpassed herself from when she appeared at the Landsmeet. He thought it was because she was just being herself, in some beyond-extraordinary clothes. He had a feeling that she intentionally dressed herself down, somehow, during her normal day to day life. Duncan just looked extremely happy. Fergus noted that the one piece of adornment on Sunshine was the ring Duncan had given her. He smiled, she had a way of making a person feel special.

When they arrived Fergus and Duncan openly gaped. Sunshine just ran, tugging them along, to the crowd of people that were there. Only four of which the two men knew. They watched in awe as Sunshine literally began to glow. And then with a disturbing feeling of falling they found themselves elsewhere.

"The Knowe! You brought our Knowe!" Sunshine ran up to various people embracing them, kissing them. She dragged Duncan over to a man who looked warmly at him. He was tall, beyond handsome, and clearly powerful. Duncan felt slightly faint.

"You must be the man who holds our Sunshine's heart," the man said to Duncan, his voice both masculine and mesmerizing. He felt slightly captivated by the man. Sunshine squeezed his hand breaking the spell. "I am oft times referred to as Oberon. Known in your land as the Fairy Man"

Sunshine laughed. "They weren't excessively creative were they."

Oberon grinned, "well they didn't have as much time, and none of us were here overlong to begin with. At least they didn't romanticize me the way you did on Earth."

"Oh, yes, my people were so enamored of the Fey. We just couldn't get enough. Why the Torah is just chock full of stories about the wonder of the Fey. I believe that Rashi dedicated a whole set of commentaries on the subject."

Oberon reached over and tweaked her nose. An action that seemed at odds with a man that powerful. "Such sarcasm." He turned away from Sunshine and gently touched Duncan's free hand. Duncan was flooded with something he couldn't define, and he felt Sunshine stiffen next to him, grabbing hard at his hand in surprise. Well that can't be good, Duncan thought. As soon as Oberon removed his hand it was as if everything became more focused and Oberon felt like a normal person. "An engagement present. Duncan, I know that you will care for my child. You are both welcome." He then pressed his hands to Sunshine's belly and smiled. "And so they are." He said mysteriously.

Duncan cast a worried glance at Sunshine, catching the rolling of her eyes. She hugged Oberon all the same after her immaturity passed. "Thanks," she simply said. They began to mingle and have normal conversations, unaware of the drama unfolding with Fergus.

Fergus tugged at Grace's hand, "where are we," he whispered.

Grace smiled, "I think it's a Fairy home, of sorts. They referred to it as a Knowe, but that generally means a hill. I think they use the word for their own purpose. Don't look now Fergus but I believe there is a young woman heading your way."

Fergus looked, of course. And almost fainted. It was one of the women from his dream, it was the woman. Grace gently removed her hand and stood back. She watched bemused as Fergus stammered his way through a greeting. The woman just smiled, took his hand and led him away. Grace had a brief moment of panic as she remembered the stories of Fairies taking away mortals and trapping them in Fairy. She looked up to find the man she had seen talking to Sunshine and Duncan as he touched her arm.

"He is safe with my daughter, the rumors of our nefarious enthrallment of mortals are greatly exaggerated. She was born here, in the land you call Ferelden. I never thought to come back." They stood for a moment, watching, bemused as Fergus and Oberon's daughter chatted. "I would be known as Oberon to you."

Grace felt faint. "Oh," was all she could manage. Really looking at him and noticing how truly amazing he appeared to be. She felt a rush of connection with him, not comprehending why. She knew it wasn't sexual, which was surprising given his amazing looks, and came as a great relief.

"You take after her mother in looks. I felt the family connection with your father. You are my descendents. You have a powerful blend of bloods in you. I'll have to get my good friend, Robin, to ease up on your father. I know that it is not from Ophelia's womb that you are descended as she has yet to have children. Titania must have been pregnant when I left."

Grace fell back and he caught her. His loose embrace conveying the truth as his energy pooled within her, filling her with love and acceptance. She saw her fierce warrior ancestor, Titania. She saw the daughter the two of them had together and all of the descendents that followed leading to Duncan and herself. She felt overwhelmed and yet it made so many pieces of the puzzle fall into place, except:

"Why did you leave?"

Oberon's face conveyed unmasked pain. "Ophelia, my first daughter with Titania, was kidnapped by enemies of her mother's. They had her for a month before I was made aware. A month in which she was tortured and raped. When I found her I went crazy, I slew them all, Robin at my side, and took my daughter. I never looked back."

Grace mulled over his abbreviated version of events, her sorrow for this woman and all that she had felt moved her. "Why didn't you know Titania was pregnant?"

"We were off and on, and she liked to fight by herself, a family trait you seem to share with her. It didn't seem necessary at the time. And it is for the best."

"Why?"

"You wouldn't be here, and Sunshine would have destroyed much of this world."

"What?" Grace was very surprised.

"She wouldn't have been able to help herself. You and Duncan give her balance. I am delighted, beyond anything you could imagine, that Duncan is her Spirit Love. I love Sunshine fiercely. She's had a rough time of it but has held up admirably." They looked to where her father and Sunshine were, and watched them as Sunshine led him through some intricate dance. She noticed that her father now had a warm glow to him, as if something had changed.

"What happened to him?"

"I acknowledged him as kin. I am going to ask that you not share that with him, as I would like to at a more opportune time. He is not like you, and has little magic to him. He will need a longer adjustment period than you were given. Although I am angered that you were denied him for so long, and that you have suffered so greatly. It will get better. I'm better than Sunshine at letting people paddle their own canoes, so to speak." Smiling at the idiom Sunshine liked to employ. "I guess this is what makes me a good father and her a great mother."

The drew silent then, watching as Zen and Del were fully immersed in the celebration. Different fairies tried to flirt with Del, who laughed at them and flirted back. Zen looked uncertain and embarrassed by the attention much to the delight of the men and women flirting with him. He looked pleased nonetheless. Robin was engaged in a discussion with a woman who crackled with energy and looked like she was perpetually in a bad mood. The food was wonderful and Grace allowed herself to be spun around by several different men and women. Everyone seemed to be in high spirits and lost themselves into the celebration, letting tomorrow take care of itself.

Morning After:

Grace:

Grace awoke feeling refreshed and incredibly loved. She had been warmly embraced by all there as kin and she had been showered with blessings for her unborn child. She had a sense that the feeling wouldn't last for her, but she wanted to hold it for the day. She giggled a little to herself at the idea of Duncan being a Fairy. He'd die when he learned of his ancestry.

Zen:

Zen awoke, slightly dazed. He remembered drinking far too much, dancing with various men and women...and then. His eyes fully opened and he noticed that he was not alone. He let his head hit the pillow and closed his eyes. On one hand he was quite thoroughly no longer a virgin, on the other hand he was never going to hear the end of it if, when, Del found out. He groaned causing his male and female companions to awaken. They decided to ensure that he never felt virginal again, much to his pleasure. 'Hang Del' was his last coherent thought for quite some time as he learned to be an exceptional lover.

Del:

Del stretched, her body colliding with another body, and smiled. Glad that her lovers from the night before seemed to have stuck around. She took advantage of the hardened nipple of a perfectly round breast, delighting in the new found joys of bedding another woman. The ripple this caused amongst her companions created delighted moans from all. She felt one of the men kiss her sex, as she kissed the woman's, the two women came together and Del was pounced on, quite rigorously by another male. It was much fun, Del was going to love telling this story.

Sunshine and Duncan:

Duncan woke first and stared at his beautiful fiancee. She had been fully herself last night, and he realized that she dimmed her beauty somewhat. She still had on her full beauty and he was glad she only wanted to share it with him. It was so opposite of what most women would do. Flemeth herself actively worked to enhance her looks to appear more desirable. It made him love Sunshine that she didn't feel the need for such levels of attraction. She was perfect, with her little crows feet and all. He woke her with an orgasm.

Fergus and Ophelia:

Fergus gradually came to consciousness and had a moment of fear. He was afraid that last night had been another intoxicating dream. She had come to him, and took him by the hand, leading him away from Grace and the party. He remembered the experience, vividly.

"Fergus," she seemed to breathe his name when they were alone. He didn't know what to do, a primal part of him wanted to kiss her, the gentleman within him trying to figure out what to say.

"Did I dream you up?" He settled on.

She laughed beautifully. "No, dear Fergus. Robin Goodfellow could sense your pull towards Grace and wanted us to help you close her Wild Pull with you."

"You were sent to seduce me?" He felt betrayed by what he had felt was somehow special.

"No. I couldn't resist touching you...and the others followed suit. I would have preferred that they had not been there with us. I think I would like you to court me."

Fergus gaped, "I don't even know your name and you're..."

She smiled up at him, and kissed him on the cheek. "Ophelia. I'm half mortal. My mother was Queen of this land you call yours, long ago."

Fergus debated the veracity of her words. Her expression was so open and truthful. He took a deep breath, she was only asking for courtship, not for his hand in marriage. "How would the nobles accept you."

"Easily. My father would see to it."

"Your father?"

"You know him by legend as the 'Fairy Man'. He would ensure that everyone understood that I am, indeed, a Princess. Which I am, both ways, from mother and father."

"Why me," Fergus was worried that it had more to do with the machinations of the Fey and not of true desire. He felt such a strong pull toward her he didn't want it ruined. "Please, be truthful."

She looked into his eyes, "I do not seek power, I have plenty of my own. I do not seek a Palace, a have a far grander one that I call my own. I do not seek to insinuate control in your land." She paused and brought her mouth close to his. "What I do seek is love, and I think I can find this with you. You have a role you need to fill, I want to give you and your court time to see if I'd suit."

Her mouth was too close to keep the wolf at bay and he captured her lips, moaning his agreement with his kiss. She went with him back to his suite and they made love.

Now it was morning and he didn't see her, he jumped out of bed, naked. Only to hear a soft laugh from the near the window. His breath caught as he saw her beautiful body lounging on the sill. He felt his heart calm, and he strode with confidence, all doubts withering away, and claimed her lips.