A/N : Forgot to do this on the first chapter; I own nothing except debt and a 3-yr-old.
E: Engagement
The decision was unconventional, yes, but Arabella would sooner dance with a Hurlock than allow Anora to stay on the throne. What's more, she would dance naked with that Hurlock before allowing Anora to rule alongside Alistair.
Arabella had to bite her cheek to keep from smiling at his wide-eyed expression since she'd announced her decision, and the urge to kiss him was strong. Biting her cheek also helped keep her from sticking a tongue out at the extremely angry Anora.
Morrigan snorted.
"Proposing and announcing your engagement all in one breath? My, but you Wardens do live rushed lives."
F: Fire
Nighttime in their camp always seemed peaceful. As if the rag-tag companions inside the clearing were the only things to exist.
But as relaxed as they appeared, Leliana knew everyone was still on alert. Surely it was a matter of time before someone or thing attacked their sanctuary.
Near the entrance the Mabari, Trouble, barked happily at the Dalish Warden feeding him treats and Leliana's stomach did a little flip at the sight. For now, the camp was still safe.
Leliana decided that, until otherwise, she would continue to enjoy watching the smaller female from her side of the fire.
G: Gold
"I never realized following a Warden could be so profitable. It's a pleasant surprise." The ex-Crow hummed while pilfering another corpse and Alistair snorted.
"Not enough bodies to rob as an assassin?"
"Well, not as many… and I couldn't keep the profit."
Alistair turned away with a grunt, commenting to his fellow Warden about disgraceful treatment of the deceased but stopped at the sight of her. Zevran looked over to see why he'd fallen silent and let out an amused laugh when he saw.
The female Warden blushed back at them, hand hovering over a corpse.
"…What? Gold is gold…"
