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Chapter 21- I Melt With You
Moving forward using all my breath, making love to you was never second best
I saw the world thrashing all around your face, never really knowing it was always... mesh and lace
I'll stop the world and melt with you, you've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time
And there's nothing you and I won't do, I'll stop the world and melt with you
(We should know better) Dream of better lives the kind which never hate
(We should see why) Trapped in a state of imaginary grace
(We should know better) I made a pilgrimage to save this human's race
(We should see why) Never comprehending a race that's long gone by
I Melt With You by Modern English
Seeing the dagger pressed at Rylee's throat, Anders felt a surge of rage rip through him. He hadn't come this far to lose her now. Justice reminded him to calm his anger, to control it and focus it on the task at hand. Anders did as the Spirit instructed, he managed his fury and concentrated on Sebastian. Anders moved behind the Prince, and he released the concealment charm and immediately froze the bastard in place. He moved around them and for the first time in months stared into the incredibly alluring eyes of the woman he loved.
At first there was confusion on her face as she looked him over, then she smiled warmly at him, "Nice dye job," she chuckled.
"What can I say? I like being the bell of the ball," Anders said with a grin.
"I can see that. If you want, you can dress in drag, shave that stubble and you could be my unsightly twin sister. Although I'm not sure how full your dance card will be."
"Does that mean you won't be asking me to dance?"
"Probably not, I prefer blondes," Rylee said dryly.
"Well I'm an undercover blonde. That's gotta count for something, right?" Anders said as he gently managed to move Sebastian's arm away few inches away from Rylee.
Rylee raised an eyebrow, "You do understand the term undercover correct? It means you're not supposed to draw attention to yourself." It wasn't much room, but she agilely slid down the length of the Prince's body and out of Sebastian's grasp.
Anders took a step back giving her room to stand up. He smiled at her and gazed at her breathtaking face. He had dreamed about being this close to her again, about pulling her into his arms and kissing her, but the only think his dimwitted brain could think to say was, "It's Lil's fault. She did it."
She stepped closer to him, her body mere inches from his, he could feel her warm breath against his face as his heart raced out of control. "That's what you're going with? You're going to blame my cousin," she said breathlessly…seductively…oh so alluringly.
His arms slid around her waist as she pulled her to him. "How could I not draw attention to myself when a madman is holding the woman that my soul is bonded to hostage?"
She smiled, leaned her head towards his just as the door burst open and one of the Prince's personal guards stepped in. Anders felt the veil shift open, he managed to cast a stonefist just as the templar hit him with holy smite. The spells hit both of the men square in the chest knocking each to the floor. Writhing in pain, unable to do anything, but watch, Anders saw Rylee spin. As she wretched the dagger out of Sebastian's hand she slid into the shadows. She reappeared behind the guard-templar, bent down, wrenched the man's throat back and sliced it open. Behind her, another guard rushed in, swung his sword at her, she rolled out of the way just as the sword came down missing where she had been by inches.
She leapt to her feet, spun to face the advancing guard. Anders wasn't happy about the odds of her measly little dagger against the guard's sword and shield, but there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it. The guard lunged forward, Rylee twisted to the right then jabbed at his back, but he managed to pivot out of the way just missing the blow. Both of them crouched into a fighting stance as they began to circle each other again.
The guard swung his sword low with the hopes of taking out her legs, Rylee jumped straight up into the air as the blade passed beneath her. The guard's momentum was moving away from her, leaving his side open, which Rylee exploited when her feet hit the ground by driving the dagger into the man's shoulder blade. The man howled with pain, Rylee twisted the weapon as she pulled it out. The man crumbled to the floor.
Anders noticed Sebastian's hands start to twitch as the spell wore off. "R-rylee…Sebastian…" Anders warned. Anders struggled to his feet, his mana still being depleted he looked around for a weapon and grabbed the fire poker.
Rylee spun, but before she could even move in his direction the petite guard, from the dungeon materialized behind the Prince with her dagger at the man's throat. "I wouldn't make any sudden moves, your Highness, unless of course you want me spill some of your royal blood," Tess said with a grin as she kissed the side of Prince's face.
Zevran sauntered into the room and stepped over the body of the dead templar and kicked at the guard that was now moaning with pain. "Aaah, la mia bellezza mortale, I see that you had all the fun and left none for me," the assassin said with a pout.
"That's what's happens when you show up late for the party," Rylee said as she headed over to Anders and slid her arm around his waist, offering him support.
"I would have been here sooner, but Isabela insisted that I bring you these," Zevran tossed onto the table her champion armor and her two favorite daggers.
Rylee lead Anders to a chair and helped him sit down then she grabbed her clothes and headed to change. "It's a shame to see such a delicious dress go to waste," Anders complained as he watched her slip behind the changing screen.
"I completely agree," Zevran chortled.
"Well, I can't very well fight my way out of here dressed like some tart," Rylee huffed.
"Have I mentioned how much I love to eat tarts?" Anders purred.
Rylee looked out from behind the screen, grinned then tossed the dress at him. "Then I suggest you take the dress with you."
Zevran looked over at Tess and frowned. Anders looked over his shoulder and saw blood oozing from the side of Sebastian's neck as Tess pressed the blade against it. "Tsk, tsk, mi gattino erotico, you heard Lillah's instructions we are to bring the brat Prince to her alive."
"I'm not going to kill him. I just like the way his bottom wiggles against me when I do this," Tess teased as she pressed down on the blade, Sebastian groan with pain as he squirmed against her. She giggled, "See…that tickles."
Anders' eyebrows furrowed, "How in Maker's name did Sebastian hire a guard like you?"
"Oh that delicious little kitten is one of mine," Zevran said.
"I wasn't saying I wanted to sleep with her. I just wondered how Sebastian hired someone who could be so easily bought off," Anders asked.
"When I say she is one of mine I don't just mean in the physical way, which thank the Maker for small favors she is, I mean she is one of mine professionally. She is an ex-Crow that now works for me when I need work done and so is Bonkzy. Bonky's husband is the one that hired my two lovely assassins," Zevran said as he winked at the blond assassin then he set three bottles of lyrium in front of Anders. "Lil, thought you might need those."
"Thank you, Lillah," Anders said as he grabbed one of the bottles and drank.
Rylee came out from behind the divider sheathing her daggers as she walked to them. She stopped beside where Tess was holding Sebastian.
"So how are we going to get out of here?" Rylee asked.
"Well, Lillah is going to create a diversion and then we will use the brat Prince as a shield as we make a run for it," Zevran stated.
"It better be one hell of a distraction. Sebastian has to have at least hundred men here," Rylee said.
"A hundred and fifty," Sebastian corrected. "You will never get out of here alive."
Without even flinching, Rylee drew her fist back and punched the Prince in the jaw. "When I want commentary from you I'll let you know. In the meantime, you need to be thanking the Maker I'm not killing you for the hell you've put me through."
"So what is the diversion…"Anders question was cut off by an explosion outside the castle that was so loud and powerful that the walls shook so violently the pictures fell to the floor as mortar crumbled around them.
"What the fuck was that?" Rylee asked as she jumped out of the way of some falling debris.
"If there was a Chantry around with a bunch of innocent people inside I would say Anders is up to his old tricks," Sebastian said.
Anders shot off his chair and cold cocked the bastard. "I do believe Rylee told you to shut the hell up!"
"I believe that would be our distraction and of course the damn dwarf is early," Zevran huffed as he spun Sebastian around and bound his wrists.
"What damn dwarf?" Anders asked.
"Oghren!" Tess and Zevran said together.
"Who the hell thought it a smart idea to give that crazy dwarf explosives?" Anders demanded.
"Well it would appear that Oghren borrowed a few of Dwokin Glavanak's latest creations without asking permission. When Lil found out that he had them she decided to use to break her cousin out," Zevran explained.
"I think it's a sodding brilliant plan," Rylee said as she headed for the door. "Now let's get the hell out of here.
With Sebastian in tow the group quickly made their way through the castle; only encountering minor resistance since the majority of the men were dealing with the explosion. Just as they entered the courtyard Lillah, Isabella, Nate, Oghren and Bonkzy rounded the corner charging full speed at them.
Lillah spotted them and yelled. "Run!" Rounding the corner behind them was at least fifty of Sebastian's men and holy hell, were those ogres? Anders stared in stunned disbelief as three ogres where attacking the guards from behind.
"Where the Bloody hell did they get the ogres?" Anders asked Lillah as she raced by them. Anders and Rylee fell into step behind her.
"Oghren blew open a closed off Deep Roads tunnel. Darkspawn are pouring out of it, but we can't fight them with Sebastian's men attacking us too," Lillah huffed.
"Fucking dwarf," Anders cursed.
"Shut your pie hole, mage! I didn't give you grief for blowing up a Chantry," Oghren grunted breathlessly from behind them.
As they approached the gates of the castle, a Ferelden war horn blasted as the Royal standard came into view along with Alistair and the Ferelden Army. Alistair rushed toward them, but paused mid-stride as the roar of one of the ogres filled the courtyard. "Holy shit! They have ogres! Where the hell did they get those?" Alistair asked completely stunned.
Lillah sighed, "Oghren blew open a closed off Deep Roads tunnel."
"Fucking dwarf," Alistair huffed.
"My thoughts exactly," Anders replied.
"Who's brilliant idea was it to give the dwarf explosives?" Alistair asked.
Lillah straightened her shoulders and stared hard at Alistair. "It was my brilliant idea and if someone had been on time then maybe I wouldn't have needed to provide a distraction to rescue my cousin. Now are we going to stand here and argue semantics or are we going to kick some darkspawn arse."
Alistair grinned at her and shook his head. "Let's go get us some darkspawn."
"Hey! Wait a minute! What about me?" Sebastian asked.
Anders brows furrowed. "What about you? I believe your fate is in the Maker's hands now. We'll see at the end how much favor you actually have with him."
Alistair laughed. "I like the mage's assessment of the situation." Alistair's face then turned suddenly serious as he leaned. When he was only inches from Sebastian's face he hissed, "You might actually fair better with the darkspawn then you will with me. I warned you Sebastian, not to start trouble on Ferelden soil. This situation is your doing and I hold you fully responsible for the deaths that will occur here today."
Sebastian recoiled, "You can't be serious? You are going to leave my hands bound and leave me defenseless."
"Be grateful that we don't tie a bell around your neck and use you as another distraction," Alistair sneered.
"Does Oghren have any more of those explosives? 'Cause I'm in favor of tying that around his neck," Rylee chuckled.
Alistair paused as he looked at the scene in the courtyard; his army was battling both the Starkhaven knights and the darkspawn. He was going to lose a lot of good men senselessly. He turned back to Sebastian. "I'll cut your hands free, if you order your men to stop fighting my army and help us fight against the darkspawn."
Sebastian nodded. "I agree."
"Give the order first and then I will unbind your hands," Alistair said.
Alistair signaled for the Ferelden war horn to be blown. All heads spun in their directions. Sebastian stepped forward and yelled, "Knight of Starkhaven, for now we are united with the Ferelden army against a common foe. Stop fighting each other and battle the darkspawn."
A collective sigh of relief went up as both armies turned to face the darkspawn. Alistair turned to Zevran, "Cut Sebastian's hands free, give him a bow and then I want you to stick to him like flies on a nugs arse."
Zevran grinned roguishly at the Prince as he unsheathed his dagger. "It would be my pleasure, your Majesty."
Alistair unsheathed his sword and shield as he grinned boyishly at the group. "Let's go kick some darkspawn arse."
Together their group joined the skirmish head on. With both armies fighting collectively against the monsters. It didn't take them long to beat them back into the tunnel. Together, Anders and Lillah magically sealed the entrance.
"That will hold them for a while. I'm going to want to clear out those tunnels before we have Dwokin seal it up," Lillah stated as she turned to her Wardens. "Until reinforcements arrive from the Keep, we are going to have to stand guard at the entrance to ensure that the seals are holding up."
"Commander, I will leave twenty-five of my best men to assist you until your Wardens arrive," Alistair stated.
She smiled warmly at him, "Thank you, Alistair."
"My pleasure," Alistair said as he turned to face Sebastian who was being led by Zevran and Tess.
Alistair's demeanor immediately changed from lighthearted warden to sovereign ruler.
"Sebastian Vael, Prince of Starkhaven, the dreadful exploits that you perpetrated on Ferelden soil is an act of war and espionage and under Ferelden law your deeds gives me the right to call for your immediate execution." Alistair paused and looked at the Prince for a long moment then asked, "How do you answer these charges?"
Sebastian looked into Alistair's eyes, "I am guilty as charged."
Alistair was silent for a long moment before he replied. "And are you remorseful for your actions?"
"I am sorry that these acts were committed on Ferelden soil and that your army and citizens were involved in this grievance, but I am not sorry for tracking down the murdering abomination. His crimes must be answered for," Sebastian declared.
"I just fought beside Anders and I saw no signs that he was an abomination," Alistair stated.
"That is because he is very good at hiding his true nature until the time is right for him to enact his vengeance on innocent lives!" Sebastian declared.
Alistair was once again silent as he collected his thoughts. He then turned to Lillah, "Commander, Anders is a Grey Warden, and he falls under your command and jurisdiction. Do you view Anders as a danger to the Wardens he fights beside or to the innocent citizens of Ferelden?"
"I do not," Lillah replied confidently.
"Anders, I hereby relinquish you back to the Grey Wardens. You have broken no Ferelden laws so I cannot hold you accountable for your actions in Kirkwall. I will write the First Warden and let him know of my decision. Your fate will rest in his hands," Alistair said.
Anders bowed low, "Thank you, your Majesty."
"You, Prince Vael, on the other hand have broken numerous Ferelden laws; laws that the consequences for breaking is death. However, your heroic actions here today have proven to me that there is still honor in you, and that your own need for vengeance has led you astray. Your reasoning and actions aren't much different than Anders' and it is only by the grace of the Maker that no innocent lives were lost because of your foolish plan. That being said, you did kidnap and hold hostage a Ferelden citizen and not just any citizen, but a Champion none the less. Those actions cannot go unpunished. I hereby place a fifty thousand sovereign bounty on your head if you ever set foot on Ferelden soil again. Denerim is no more than a five day journey from any of Ferelden's major ports; to ensure that bounty hunters aren't tracking you down in Starkhaven, your head must not be more than five days old. Anders, there are ways to determine how long a head has been deceased correct?"
"Yes, your Majesty, that is correct," Anders replied.
"Good, then that is all," Alistair turned to the general of his armies. "General McTabish, please have your men escort Prince Vael and his men to Port Amaranthine immediately and make sure that they board ship leaving for Starkhaven. They are not allowed to take any of their personal possessions or weapons, but from the royal coffers please give the Prince enough money to see him and his men safely home."
The general bowed, "Yes, your Majesty." Then he turned, took Sebastian from Zev and Tess then began barking orders to his men.
Lillah smiled as she approached Alistair, "You have turned into the wise and merciful king I always knew you would be."
"I believe that you had a hand in that Lil," Alistair said with a smile. "So am I still a bastard?"
She grinned at him, "Yes, but now you're a royal, wise and merciful bastard."
Alistair grinned back, "Well that is definitely an improvement over what you called me the last time you saw me."
"And what was that?" Anders asked.
Lillah shook her head, "That is between me and Alistair."
"She called him a, 'stupid asswipe, dillhole, son of a fat nug, mother fucking bastard'. It actually brought a tear to my eye. My little mage was all grown up," Zevran chortled.
Rylee bit her lip to keep from laughing, "What happened to the sweet little mage that I use to play hide and go seek with?"
"I blame Anders," Lillah said dryly.
"Oh no, this isn't my influence. When I left you could barely say Maker's balls without turning a deep shade of red."
"Well after you left the Keep it was so boring without all of your colorful phrases so I had to improvise," Lil said defensively.
"And Maker did she improvise. After several glasses of brandy some of the names she came up with would have made even you blush, Anders," Zevran chuckled.
"I find that hard to believe, swear words never make me blush," Anders stated.
"Yes, they would. They even made Oghren do a double-take," Zevran replied.
"That fucking dwarf is a light weight when it comes to creative curse words," Anders argued.
Lillah walked up to him, with the most innocent look on her face and in completely naïve voice she said, "Stick lickin', cockass, son of a monkey fuckin' dick arse."
Anders turned bright red as everyone burst out laughing.
"I told you," Zevran said with a grin.
"Damn, Lil I'm impressed," Anders chuckled.
Since they were staying at the Castle while they dealt with this darkspawn tunnel issue, Rylee and Anders choose a room as far away from everyone as possible. They had a lot to discuss and they wanted their privacy to do it. Rylee said that she desperately needed to soak in a long bath. Anders wanted to give her the privacy that she needed, but the wait was killing him. He went to the kitchen picked out a nice bottle of Antivan wine, he managed to find some cheese that Alistair hadn't discovered and grabbed a loaf of bread. When Anders entered the room, Rylee's back was to him, but he watched as she slid one of his shirts over her head. He licked his lips as the shirt slip down her naked back and over the most luscious ass he had ever seen. Maker's breath if he had remembered that he would have been in Denerim weeks ago.
He coughed slightly letting her know he was there. She turned and smiled at him and his heart literally stopped in his chest as her still wet breasts soaked the thin material of his shirt leaving very little to his imagination. He looked away trying to stop all the blood from rushing out of head and into his other head. "Hmmm, Ry do you think you could put on another shirt over that?"
"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" She purred as her voice grew closer. He looked up; she was only a few feet away from him and the candle light shimmered off of the wet fabric lighting perfectly her taut, pink nipples. Oh bloody hell, she was trying to kill him.
He cleared his throat, "Uhmm, I thought you and I should talk."
She smiled the most radiant smile at him and his heart flooded with love for her. "Did you mean what you said in that letter?"
"Yes!" Anders exclaimed without hesitation.
"Then that is all I need to know. The rest are just details and those can wait. I've been away from you for too long. I need you, Anders," she said softly.
That was all Anders needed to hear. He reached out for her, pulled her into his arms as his lips claimed hers in a burning rush. His tongue invaded her mouth and coaxed hers into a sinuous dance. Her mouth was soft and sweet, her body hot and supple as he crushed her against his chest. Desire, sharp and urgent, coursed through his body and she offered no resistance when he deepened the kiss as he sensuously explored her mouth.
She pulled away from him as she clutched at the bottom of his shirt and tugged it upward. "Take this off," she pleaded against his lips. Anders broke the kiss, peeled off his shirt in one fluid movement and tossed it to the floor.
Rylee ran her hand across his chest and he noticed her hand tremble. He reached up and clasped it in his hand. "Are you nervous?"
She smiled shyly, "A little."
"Why?"
"Because I'm not sure how much you remember…if anything at all," Rylee said.
Anders clasped her face in his hands, "I remember enough," Anders sighed as his mouth once again claimed hers. Rylee's taste invaded his mouth, sweet, luxurious and dark. She tasted like everything that he had ever imagined. Her tongue touched, teased and explored him until he was breathless and had to pull away for air. His lips moved across her cheek, to her jaw and down her neck as his hands slid down, cupped her bottom and lifted her up against him. She wrapped her legs around him…Holy fuck! Her hot wet core pressed against the bare skin of his stomach, his erection leapt in his trousers as what felt like every drop of blood in his body was racing to his groin.
His lips found hers again, all of his senses were enslaved by the woman in his arms. His body was humming with desire and want for her. Lost once again in the feel of her mouth he walked over to the bed. He lovingly lowered her to the bed. He looked down at her, Rylee's lips were red and swollen, her eyes dark with lust, her body trembling slightly with anticipation.
She reached up and gently traced his mouth with her finger; he pulled her finger into his mouth, sucked then gently bit her. She let out the most erotic sigh he had ever heard and his groin throbbed at the sound of her pleasure. He pulled her forward, grasped the bottom of his shirt that she wore and pulled it over her head. A groan escaped his lips as looked her exquisite body. Her breasts were full and round with succulent pink nipples that made his mouth water. Even in the dim light of the candles he could see the remnants of past battles upon her skin, but it didn't detract from her beauty, if anything it made her even more alluring because of each mark, each scar was an outward tribute to who she was. The muscles on her upper abdomen where very toned, but on her lower abdomen a tiny bump protruded out and that brought a smile to his face.
He leaned over top of her as his mouth eagerly devoured hers he slid one of his knees between her legs then eased himself beside her. He cupped her breast as his thumb slid over top the taut nipple and her body jerked against his hand. His mouth ravished hers as he evenly distributed his attention between the supple mounds as his hands caressed, squeezed and teased her. She felt incredible, but he needed to explore every inch of her. His mouth moved away from hers and she groaned with protest.
"Patience love," he moaned as his lips slid down her neck, he nipped and sucked at the dimple between her neck and shoulder, she whimpered and Anders smiled satisfactorily. He slid his body between her legs as he mouth continued its exploration of her body, he arrived at that pair of perfect breasts, his lips clamped over the one hard nipple while his hand found the other and gently pinched it, she hissed as her naked thighs instinctively wrapped around his hips, drawing him against her.
A guttural groan tore from his throat as she began to move her core against the erection that was trapped beneath his clothes and whatever was left of his sanity completely vanished. He had to have her, had to be in her or else he would go mad. She must have had the same thought as she wildly pushed at his trousers, her fingers fumbled as she tried to shove them down. He lifted his hips as he quickly rid himself of the extra layer of fabric. He settled himself once again between her glorious naked thighs as his mouth reclaimed hers. She threaded her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer as they ravenously devoured each other. Her hips pressed against him urgently begging for him to take her.
He pulled away from her for a moment, as he positioned himself at her center, he gazed into her eyes as he slowly sheathed himself inch by inch, expanding her, filling her completely. She let out a deep moan of satisfaction. Maker, she felt gloriously tight and wet. Anders rested his forehead against hers as he paused to compose himself.
Slowly, he began to move with a gentle rocking motion, he shuttered as he glided in and out of her slick walls. The friction was nearly unbearable, but he didn't want to rush this. He wanted to draw this out for both of them so he slowly moved within her in smooth strokes as the tension built between them. Her hips pressed up to meet his strides and she moaned as she picked up the pace, her hips lifting and falling as she pulled him deeper into her.
"Ry…oh Maker, you feel incredible," he moaned she replied by grasping his ass with her hands and driving him even deeper into her.
"Oh fuck…yess, Anders!"
He moaned into her throat and ear, "Ry, my Love," over and over again like a prayer as he worshiped her body with his. Anders slid his fingers between them, the tips stroking the throbbing nub, she cried out as her back arched, her fingernails clawing at his ass. He pulled his head back in order to watch her go over the edge. Fuck she was breathtaking. Her walls quaked and tightened around him, he ground his teeth together, waiting until he knew she had reached her full release before he let go. His growl was loud, feral as his orgasm crashed down on him, his vision blurred as his head spun out of control.
Anders collapsed against her, burying his face in her neck. He slid to her side, kissed her then ran his hand down her neck to her stomach. His fingers circled around the small bump; he magically reached out to the life growing inside of her and smiled. "I love you, Rylee."
She ran her fingers through his hair. "I love you too, Anders."
"A woman in your condition should not be running around with swords, fighting in battles," Anders says.
"What? You know," Rylee said.
"Yes, I know," Anders said softly.
"I'm going to kick my cousin's arse," Rylee said.
Anders laughed. "Lil didn't tell me, Ry. There are times that I may be slow on the uptake, but I am a healer. It didn't take me long to put the pieces together."
Anders continued to caress and stroke her stomach, "This child was conceived in love."
Rylee nodded yes. "This child was conceived while you were trying to save me."
Rylee nodded yes. "This child was conceived the night I found you underneath the oak tree singing a Dalish song"
Rylee's eyes went wide as she nodded yes. "I don't remember everything, Love, but I remember the important things."
Anders started to kiss his way down her neck, "I remember you."
Anders moved further down, "I remember I love you," Anders moaned as he licked at each of her breasts.
Anders moved further down as he kisses his way down her abdomen. He smiled as he felt the tiny heartbeat. "I remember being in bed with you after your mother died and us talking about starting a family together."
Rylee entwined her fingers in his hair. "I can feel our daughter's heartbeat," he said with smile.
She grinned back at him. "You know it's a girl?"
Anders nodded as he kissed her belly, "Hello little one, I can't wait to welcome you to the world."
Rylee giggled. "Maker, I've missed you Anders."
He looked up at her beautiful face; her eyes were shining with tears. "I don't deserve you, Ry, but I will spend the rest of my life bringing you and our child joy. I can't adequately express how you make me feel, but know this, Love, you have made me the happiest man alive."
Anders kissed his way back up her body, showing her slowly, passionately just how happy she had made him. With each kiss, each caress, each stroke he vowed to her to love, worship and honor her until he breathed his last breath.
A/N – I hope that you have enjoyed Anders and Rylee's story. I enjoyed sharing it with you.
*I wanted to thank all of the faithful readers to this story. It had a big following and I appreciate your support.
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*I have posted a new story called Just You and Me. Here is the summary: AU - The first time Anders escapes from the tower Malcolm Hawke takes him in and gives him a home. Anders quickly becomes a part of the family, but what Anders begins to feel for Kate Hawke is far from brotherly love.
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