"That's it! I quit." Anders threw his arms in the air in exasperation, "I'm sorry Hawke, I really am but Sir Starkhaven has reached the end of my patience."

"Anders I know he's a bit…much right now but it won't last forever." Hawke was on her knees trying to clean up the mess from when Fenris and Aveline had dragged Sebastian out of Darktown and back to the Chantry. She stopped to look up at Anders grasping the edge of his work table with white knuckles.

"Seriously Hawke if this was anyone else you would have blasted him to Orlais by now."

"You know that's not true." Hawke stood and moved opposite him and deposited the bloody rags and bits of broken potion bottles on the table, "I stick up for all of you, even when you do something incredibly stupid like-"

"Like Sebastian taking the opportunity to dry hump your backside when you bent over to help Varric stand up."

Hawke lowered her head hoping that her hair would cover the slight blushing of her cheeks at the recollection.

"How do you feel now Sebastian? Are you faint, or dizzy at all?" Anders addressed his patient still lying in the muck of the battle field.

Sebastian smiled and sat up to look around at the faces watching him. "No, quite the opposite in fact. I feel bloody fantastic!"

"Did he just curse?!" Varric grinned, "This is going in my next chapter of Hot Chantry Nights."

"Bloody is not a curse Varric." Fenris turned to regard the dwarf, "I have heard you say much more vulgar words before breakfast many times."

A loud grumbling came from the stomach of the recovered patient who smiled sheepishly up at the group.

Hawke laughed politely, "Yes I think we all could use some food, we've been here for hours. Let's wrap this up and head back to my place, I'm sure Orana has created another unnecessary feast this morning."

At the prospect of an extravagant breakfast at the Hawke Estate, Sebastian suddenly jumped to his feet, knocking a surprised Varric on his back.

"Ooomph" Varric exclaimed, the wind knocked from his lungs drawing laughter from the three other companions.

"Off your ass Varric," Hawke continued laughing and reached down extending her hand to help the dwarf up, "I need food, a bath, my bed-"

Varric's eyes widened in surprise and his jaw dropped in shock at what he saw happening behind Hawke.

"Yes well, we don't need to relive it now Anders."

"As soon as you bent over, Sebastian jumped behind you and started thrusting Andraste into your…" Anders was fuming with anger, "your ass!"

"I think Varric was right, he was trying to spread the Chant of Light to my southern region." Hawke laughed before tossing her head back to clear the hair from her face, "Oh come on Anders, it wasn't that bad. Like you've never humped a girl when she bent over before."

"I'M NOT A BROTHER OF THE CHANTRY!"

"Well…you did say that spell would make him feel good."

"I doubt it felt very good when Fenris ripped his arm from its socket getting him dragging him from you."

Hawke grimaced, "Sebastian was only joking, I wasn't upset. I don't know why you or Fenris were mad at him."

"We were… You're our… I'm your… "Anders voice had trailed to almost a whisper, "You deserve more."

Her eyes met Anders sad gaze. She knew that he was in love with her, and Fenris too. Hawke thought at one point they had something together, but after one night, Fenris broke it off.

Hawke tried to make her face as light and cheery as possible, "I'm lucky to have a friend like you. Both of you! You're my big brothers protecting my honor from silly scoundrels."

Anders sighed and ran a hand over his weary face, "Brothers ha! Fenris and I would have killed each other by now if that were true."

Making her way around to his side of the table, Hawke brought her hand up and ruffled Anders hair who ducked away playfully, "You look as exhausted as I feel. Get some sleep and then come up through the passage and I'll have a plate waiting for you in the kitchen."

Anders smiled gratefully, "You're the best! What would I ever do without you?"

"Not have to patch me and our friends up all the time?!" Hawke countered playfully, sticking her tongue out of the corner of her smile.

"Oh I didn't mend his nose. He should know better, under a spell or not, to ever mess with Aveline."

"She has a serious right hook. Lucky we ran into her on her patrol."

"Lucky you convinced her to escort him back to the Chantry instead of the Gallows."

"Yeah," Hawke mumbled and shuffled to the entrance to head back to Hightown, "Is this normal, his behavior? Does everyone act so…so…"

"Horny?" Anders proposed, "This is the first time I've seen this particular reaction. The normal side effect is usually a slight euphoria."

"A slight euphoria?!" Hawke asked incredulously, "He invited Aveline to a threesome under the gaze of the Maker!"

"A threesome with you no less."

Hawke scoffed, "This is just so unlike him isn't it?! When he realizes how he's behaved he will MOVE INTO the confessional booth to pray for forgiveness for the rest of his life!"

"I'm surprised the sexual frustration hasn't made him explode before now."

They both turned to see Varric enter into the clinic.

"I just saw Aveline and Fenris "escorting" Choir Boy. She told me I'd find you two here." Varric looked around and mess strewn about, "what happened? Broody looked extra bitter and Aveline had the 'I'm the Captain of the Guard' bitch face on."

"Right after you headed home, we were making our way out of Lowtown, and well…Sebastian started to provoke Aveline."

"No Hawke that is not what happened. Tell him exactly what that blasted Brother said."

Sebastian walked behind Aveline and Fenris, while Hawke and Anders brought up the rear. The Chantry brother moved with an effortless saunter, not the walk of a captive. Sebastian's mind itched with excitement, since the moment whatever spell Anders had cast on him, it felt as if a veil was lifting. The years of prayer seemed a muddled memory, where now, he once again felt like he was truly a Prince of Starkhaven. He was Sebastian Vael and for too long had he denied himself worldly pleasures, and by Andraste, he would indulge every whim and want that he had this day. He watched as the sunlight played in the strands of Aveline's hair.

"Aveline you look especially beautiful today."

"Right, thank you Sebastian." Aveline replied with little patience in her voice.

Moving quickly to step between her and Fenris, "Beautiful, but something is off."

"Sebastian." Fenris warned with a low rumble in his chest.

"No, no, look! Her eyes, they look…" Sebastian circled in front of Aveline whose face looked confused about what he was talking about.

"My eyes look what Sebastian?" Aveline demanded crossing her arms across her chest.

Anders met Hawke's eyes who looked slightly alarmed at the direction Sebastian's comments were heading. After the incident at the coast there was no telling what he would do.

"Your eyes seem as if they are missing their normal light and fire." Sebastian's face displayed innocent concern and empathy but his voice was playful.

Aveline laughed heartily, "Light and fire?! Maker you did hit your head hard."

"If Donnic cannot satisfy you, my cock is more than –"

Before he could finish his sentence Aveline punched Sebastian's face with her gauntlet covered fist and he stumbled backwards with a mischievous laugh.

"Say one more word PRINCE, and I'll throw you in the Gallows." Aveline glared at Sebastian as he wiped the blood dripping from his very obviously broken nose.

"Fine. You're no fun Guard Captain." Sebastian smiled showing his blood covered teeth.

Fenris glowered, "I did warn you to stop."

"Yes, the ex-slave is ever helpful." Sebastian chuckled as he looked into the eye of his friend.

Fenris let out a guttural snarl as he reached behind his head to grab his weapon, Hawke moved to block him. "Come on, everyone calm down." Holding her hands up in front of her, Hawke looked over her shoulder and narrowed her eyes at Sebastian. "You, pipe down and stop pissing everyone off." Hawke sighed heavily and dropped her shoulders, "Please, let's just get him back to the Chantry so we can just be done with this and go home."

Sebastian wiped his the back of his hand across his face clearing the blood and moved close behind Hawke lowering his head to her shoulder, "Yes let's bring Aveline home with us so I can use my tongue to make you both scream for the Maker."

Hawke's eyes went wide at the fury unleashing in front of her.

"It all happened rather quickly." Hawke concluded after relaying the events to Varric.

"Sebastian pushed you forward, and unfortunately into the path of Fenris' maul…lucky he has taken to that thing and not his normal broadsword." Anders added, "It fractured several of your ribs, and I don't know who was in more pain, you or Fenris!"

Varric laughed, "Ha! I can imagine Broody coming to the damsel's aid."

Hawke rolled her eyes at both of her friends, "It was an accident, he was trying to hit Sebastian. Not that that's any better, but how would you feel if you broke Merril's ribs Varric? Pretty shitty right?"

"He was a breath away from a serious meltdown." Anders said while trying to catch his breath, "But that's not even the best part! While the elf was on his knees by Hawke, Sebastian tries to grab the maul, but Aveline tackles him!"

Varric's jaw dropped.

"Straight to the ground! But he fights back and they roll around hitting each other, all the while he's LAUGHING! Like it's the most hilarious thing in the world."

"Wait a second." Varric interjected, "So Hawke's on the ground injured, and Fenris is there moping over her, while Sebastian and Aveline are wrestling in the street."

"Pretty much."

"Where were you then?"

"I was watching. Someone had to to tell you everything."

"Good man." Varric smiled at him before turning to Hawke, "All better then?"

Jerking her head towards the other mage, "He was drained from all the healing at the coast and had used all the lyrium potions he had on him. So what with my ribs, and the other injuries, we had to come back here?"

"What other injuries?" Varric asked looking back to Anders.

"Well Aveline had broken a few fingers while pummeling Sebastian. But his clavicle was shattered, I don't know how she did that, and some internal bleeding." Anders dumped some dirty rags into the bin under the table, "Oh and the nose, I left that as a reminder."

"And Fenris' broken heart."

"Shut up Varric." Hawke playfully elbowed the dwarf.

"Heh heh, just messing with you kid."

Hawke smiled tiredly. This whole incident had dragged on for far too long. They were all friends, and by tomorrow all would be back to normal. They would joke and tease Sebastian until he blushed at his crude behavior. At least, she hoped that's what would happen, and no lasting animosity would be there after the effects of the spell wore off.

"It has been lovely as always boys, but I'm going home now." Hawke waved and quickly made her way towards the exit before she could be drawn into any further conversation. She was hungry, she smelled worse than the backside of an ogre, and needed to sleep to next Satinalia.

Making the short climb up through the passage into the lower levels of her Hightown estate, she hoped that Aveline and Fenris had no trouble getting Sebastian settled into the Chantry for the night.