Chapter 5

I couldn't stop starring. Starring at the man I had killed. I was still standing there when all the guests had fled. I had known what I was doing and I had known what had to be done but I didn't think I'd be this repulsed at myself. Many people had been felled by my blade and I thought nothing of them even as their blood had sloshed over me so why was my gut starting to rebel against me now. Without paying attention to my surroundings I charge back off to my room to the chamber pot I kept in the corner.

As I lose what little I had eaten for breakfast and lunch came up I felt a pair of hands massaging my temples. My body eventually stops heaving and I drag my helmet off to let it fall on the floor. A metal cup filled with water is placed under my nose and I take hold of it, tipping some of it into my mouth so I could rinse out the taste of bile. "I suppose you'll tell me you get used to these sorts of things?" I ask after I spit my mouthful into the bucket before drinking the rest of what was in the cup.

"I'm not sure if anyone can get used to these sorts of dealings." Fenris answers as he scoops my helmet off the floor before dusting the golden fur off at the top. "But your stomach will become resilient to what your mind demands if you do it enough." As I look at him he draws a thumb across the corner of my mouth, catching a spot of water. "Why don't we head to the kitchen and help ourselves to some scraps."

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We were just heading back from the kitchens, food wrapped up in thin rags. In my left hand I carried another bucket of water. Our path lead us right in front of Danarius' rooms and the sound of voices makes us stop. "So what do you intend to actually do with Khione?" Hadriana's voice.

"Breed her with Fenris." A violent red blush takes over my face and I duck my head. "I should probably have them sleep with each other soon."

Before I could hear anymore Fenris grabs hold of me and tows me along. We move at a rushed pace and head directly to my room where he immediately closes the door. He lets out a troubled sigh from between grinding teeth as he presses the back of his head into the door.

"Somehow I'd have thought you'd like that news." I mutter as I place my helmet on the armor stand Danarius had put in my rooms. Next were my gauntlets but I only managed to drag one halfway off before Fenris speaks.

"It's not the news that bothers me. Danarius has a disgusting habit of watching when two of his slaves sleep with each other. To make sure they actually do as they're told." I feel my skin ripple in disgust at the thought of someone watching me in such in intimate moment. Another thought creeps into my mind and I find my legs locking together.

"He'll find out I'm lying." I say in a hushed whisper. Turning I see Fenris slumped against the door, hand dragging through his fine white hair. "Fenris… can I beg a favor from you?" I say after five minutes hesitation. He glances up at me from under his bangs and I resume taking off my gauntlets. My hands shake as I did so and I was starting to struggle with the other one before Fenris placed his hands over mine to stop me from struggling more with it.

"I'm sorry it has to be like this." He whispers as he drags the gauntlet from my arm. Surprisingly gentle, he places his forehead on mine and claims my lips. I find my eyes closing as I eagerly kissed him back, encouraging him to go at a speed he was accustomed to. He willingly complies as his fingers dart over the buckles on my armor, starting to strip me down.

A startled but muffled yelp makes me spring backwards, arms flailing. "Alright, I did not come here to see my commander sleep with someone." A familiar voice hisses into the darkness.

"Chantry bitch, now you spoiled the whole thing." Isabela hisses somewhere below my window. A quick glance told me Fenris looked fit to explode.

Grimacing I reach for the clothes I set aside for what I slept in or wore when I wasn't running around playing at being bodyguard. As my comrades bicker below the window Fenris runs his hand unsteadily through his hair then presses a quick kiss to me cheek before stalking out of the room, taking his share of the food with him.

"See? Now look at how disappointed you made Hawke?" Isabela says as I walk over to the window.

"Disappointed? The one who is most disappointed here is me! She should wait till she's married to venture such things."

"As if your one to talk."

"Would both of you shut up? You know, before you wake everyone else up. Nothing to report except the fact that I'm now going to be a breeding source." I sigh. Really, it was not what I would have expected for farther down my life's path. A moment later a glass flask is pressed to my cheek and I pull it from Isabela's invisible fingers. The liquid inside was a foul shade of brown with hits of green and I shake it a little, unsure of what I should do with it. "What is this?"

"I guess you would carry around something like that Isabela." There was a snicker after Sebastian's words and he sighs with disgust. "It makes sure you stay barren. The stronger the solution the longer your body can go."

"This will last you a month." Isabela adds at the end.

"A month?" Sebastian says in a shocked whisper. "It'll be a small wonder if she doesn't puke after a sip."

As I watch the liquid swirl around I remember the disastrous dinner party earlier that night. "Sebastian? Is my sister traveling with Kirkwall's forces?"

"Yes, why?"

"I need all information she has on the properties and uses of lyrium." Silence meets my words and I know my companions are letting it sink in. From what little we non mages learned about lyrium while questing in my company was that it burned constantly. Right now I was watching the light swirl against my skin which reflected a little off the bottle.

"That's what those tattoos are made of aren't they? Just how dangerous is this house you're in?"

"Goodnight Sebastian." And with these words I drown out anything else he has to say and go to bed.

What woke me up the next morning was a bucket of water being dumped on my head. Reminding myself not to jump up immediately I rise slowly and look up blankly, knowing just who I would find. Hadriana smirked down on me as she dangled the bucket on the end of her finger.

"What's wrong kitty cat? Master left for the day so guess who you get to play bodyguard for today?" On the outside I was passive but inside I felt my gut drop. I had to spend the day in the company of this sarden whore? "Well, don't just sit there. We have shopping to do."

Letting out my breath slowly I walk over to my armor stand which I had bothered to place my armor on the night before and take down the breast plate. Pulling my tunic over my head I note in the back of my mind that Hadriana was watching. "Stop." She says as I finish pulling off my tunic. A moment later I feel her hands moving against my skin gently. "So many." She whispers in fascination as her fingers slid over the scars that peppered my back.

I must have stood there for what seemed like ten minutes, her hands just roaming over my back, inspecting every inch of skin. "What did you say you did before coming to Tevinter?"

"I was a Templar recruit. Before that I was friendly relations with a group of Dalish near Lothering." I feel the hairs on the back of my neck go up as she places her lips in the place where my neck met my shoulder.

"For all the ice you display you are quiet lovely." She murmurs as she drags her fingers up my front and over my chest. "Master did a good job when he painted you. I do believe I'll use you sometime quiet soon. Then I'll have slept with two walking lyrium paintings. Now who can you say has done that before."

"No one my lady." A moment later her hands leave my body and I resume getting dressed. Not but ten minutes later we were setting off along the streets at a pace which was a little too fast for casual.

We walked the city for about an hour before Hadriana stopped to shop, shifting through cloths, fruit, and jewelry. She was constantly saying something to mock me, indicating that I would never have the money for half the stuff she could buy. I smirk inwardly, mentally pilling my fortune in Kirkwall's High Town in my head.

As we walk a section in the moving mass of people moved aside, leaving an empty space except for one person. Fenris stood in a fighter's stance, legs spread slightly apart and sword placed in the ground, his hands carefully propped on the end of the hilt.

"Shit." Hadriana mutters and turns to flee when Danarius comes up behind us. I keep stock still, catching and holding Fenris' eyes. In them I saw that I was in for a world of trouble. His eyes register shock as Hadriana falls backwards, scrabbling at the dirt of the road.

"I demand an explanation for such an excursion. Khione."

"She said you had left for the day and I was to spend my time guarding her. I am ready to accept any and all punishment you are to deal me master." I let a tremble enter my voice.

"She lies!" Hadriana says as she cowers away from Danarius.

"Then what could possibly be the real story?"

Silence enters our group and Hadriana lowers her head. Danarius pats my shoulder then points in a direction. "Leave Hadriana, you are no longer welcome in my estate as my apprentice. Your belongings will be delivered to your family by next week. Fenris." He motions to Fenris who puts up his sword and he flicks two fingers at me, indicating I was to follow.

Being last in line was hardly a punishment in my mind but my master obviously thought otherwise. We took the main pathways back to the estates which took us longer than usual. When we entered the grounds I was met with a disheartening site.

Standing right in front of me was my sister, Bethany.

A/N

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