Dragon Age: Destiny's Rise
Brecilian Passage, Northwest of Gwaren
Day 620 (Dragon Age 9:31, Month 9, Day 20)
"I don't care woman. I do not think it is a good idea for you to go by yourself, that's all."
"I am a big girl, I can take care of myself. I don't need you to babysit me."
Aedan shook his head. "I am not babysitting anyone Leliana, I just don't think it's a good idea for you to be waltzing back into a country you basically had to run away from, or die, by yourself. Honestly, I'd rather you not go at all."
"Maker's breath Aedan, it was over four yours ago. And Marjolaine is dead. No one will even recognize me."
Aedan looked at the bard, walking beside him on the road.
She looked exactly the same to him, aside from her hair being a little longer, now touching her shoulders.
He turned his head, looking behind at Zevran, who had remained strangely quiet throughout the quasi argument.
"Does she look different Zev?"
"Only more beautiful."
Leliana laughed loudly. "I told you Zev, I like to make informed decisions. Pull it out and maybe we will talk. Until then, flattery will get you nowhere."
The elf smiled back, laughing with her.
Both of them had been playing this game for a month. Zevran because Aedan had let it slip that he and Leliana both had slept with Isabella before. Together. Leliana because of Zevran's reaction.
Zevran had been hurt he had not been included. He did introduce them after all. He had even dropped the hint to the bard that Isabella was very much into those sorts of things.
Ever since he'd been toying with Leliana. Suggesting things even Aedan found slightly disturbing. She seemed to enjoy it though.
Aedan just shook his head, knowing it would go nowhere, he hoped, and looked beyond Zevran, back along the line of people following them on the road from Gwaren.
Alistair and Anora were in the middle of a company of soldiers, some of the more prominent local nobility with them still. A ceremony was had a few days prior where Bann Cedric had been named the new Teyrn of Gwaren.
Cedric was a elderly man, tough and full of spite. He was a veteran of the wars with Orlais and very popular as a no-nonsense, easy going Bann who liked to drink and play cards with his people in the local taverns. His family was well respected and liked, which made his rise more tolerable. The fact the man had no known enemies, and had managed to keep his forces both intact and out of the civil war, made him an easy choice.
Aedan rather liked the man. His father had as well as he recalled. It was a good choice. Corren, his eldest, would succeed him. He was years older than Aedan, so they had never met before, but he seemed very much like his father.
Alistair rather liked them both. Anora initially preferred another, but deferred after but a short debate.
She and Alistair had finally married last month. It had been a grand affair, thousands had attended. The country had virtually stopped for a week.
A hero king, a noble queen. It was storybook material according to some.
The people had eaten it up. Both were proving to be much more popular than anyone had previously thought possible. Anora with her decisive leadership and tireless work ethic. Alistair with his goofy charm and commonplace, easy going demeanor.
The country was being quickly rebuilt, people were busy, trade was beginning to flow freely once again. Times looked to be headed in the right direction.
Finally.
Aedan glanced again back at his friend and king. He was actually walking quite close to Anora. It brought a smile to his face. Their relationship, not to mention marriage, was something of a gamble that seemed to be working.
He shifted his gaze to Leliana as she was still playfully jabbing at Zevran.
He and Leliana had spent much of the previous six weeks in Highever with Fergus.
Aedan had mixed feelings on the trip, but Leliana had insisted. In the end it had worked out rather well. Though Fergus was just not the same.
As if I am...
He turned back to Leliana. "Why do you want to go to Orlais now anyway?"
"I told you. I have matters left unattended. I did leave rather abruptly. I'd like to see if my things are still there, see some old friends maybe. Perhaps even visit Lady Celene's grave and properly pay my respects. I never got the chance before. That has always bothered me..."
Aedan could understand all that. But the timing was atrocious.
"But I can't go."
She stepped closer and put an arm around his waist. "You're so sweet!" She stood on her toes and kissed his check. "But you have duties and I think it best if I don't interfere in Grey Warden business, yes."
Aedan snarled, mumbling quietly. "Fucking darkspawn..."
Surprisingly, darkspawn attacks were again becoming more frequent. Raids in the Bannorn and along the northern coast were becoming almost daily occurrences. A contingent of twenty Orlesian wardens had arrived in Amaranthine two weeks ago to help rebuild the order. He was currently supposed to take command of them early next month.
He was not looking forward to it.
"You could still come. You've probably fought more darkspawn than these Orlesian wardens anyway. Besides, I could use the cultural assistance in dealing with them."
"Of that I have no doubt, but I won't be long Aedan. And when I get back I'll join you then. It's...it's just been so long. I'd like to go back. Besides, Anora said we are to travel there officially late next year anyway. I can scout things out and gather some information before. Believe me, someone needs too..."
Aedan hated it when she made sense. And it was true, Alistair and Anora were to both venture to Val Royeaux in just under a year for what was being called a post Blight conference of nations, meant to reinforce old treaties and solidify alliances in times of Blight. Empress Celene had even sent a personal message inviting them early. Other leaders from the other nations of Thedas were supposed to join them soon after. Even the Grey Wardens were to attend, which meant Aedan was to go as well.
He looked forward to that almost as much as he looked forward to his calling.
Actually, I'd prefer the calling I think...
He sighed. "Fine. But do you have to go alone? Take Zev."
The elf smirked. "Yes. Take Zevran."
Aedan looked at his face. "Nevermind..."
The elf laughed.
Aedan turned back to Leliana. "I still don't like it but you're right. I guess. Promise me..."
He stopped cold and held up a hand.
He quickly turned towards Alistair. He had the same look.
Used to the look, Leliana and Zevran had already drawn weapons. The elf immediately ran back towards Alistair and Anora. Aedan began barking out orders.
"Circle the King and Queen! Defensive positions! Darkspawn approach!"
Weapons were drawn across the party. He turned to Leliana.
"We've no mages. Kill any emissaries first."
She nodded and scanned the right, then left. Aedan pointed left. She nodded and notched an arrow.
"Left! Two to one in front!"
Men shuffled, twice as many moving left. The rest fell in around the king and the others. Alistair, to his credit, was fighting his own men to get near the front, but they would not let him.
Aedan drew a wicked looking sword made for him by Levi Dryden's brother Mikhael. He'd called it Starfang. Aedan just liked how effectively it had cut through damn near everything, whatever it was called.
He left Asturian's Might in its sheath and walked calmly towards the left end of the road. Leliana cautiously followed.
Through the sparse treeline, darkspawn could be seen running rapidly through the forest. There had to be over a hundred, perhaps more. They seemed to be not paying their party any attention at all.
Strange...
Not sooner then two seconds after the thought crossed his mind, three broke ranks and made straight for them.
Aedan heard a thrum, followed by a light ting, beside him as Leliana had let loose an arrow.
The lead darkspawn, a large hurlock, fell as the arrow notched directly into his skull, dropping him immediately. The two genlocks on either side howled in rage but did not continue. Instead they turned and ran, catching up with the rest of what looked to be a large raiding party.
Leliana notched another arrow and raised the bow higher, eyeing the trees and the genlocks as they ran. Aedan placed a hand on her arm stopping her.
They both shared a glance.
"Should I kill another?"
Aedan shook his head. "No...let them go...I...what are they doing? They clearly sensed us...why leave?"
"Whatever it is, they are in a hurry."
Aedan turned and caught Alistair's eye. He waved him over. Zevran followed. Aedan shouted an order.
"Stay on guard! Surround the Queen!"
Several men followed the king as he ran towards Aedan.
Once there, Alistair looked at all the darkspawn running, now far in front, moving away quickly.
"What?" The king looked to Aedan, pure confusion on his face.
Aedan nodded. "Exactly. Most did not even turn to look at me. Only three broke ranks."
"But...that's just stupid..."
Aedan nodded. Both wardens could feel the sensation of nearby darkspawn lessen as they ran even farther away.
He turned around and looked to the group commander. "Send three men ahead to South Reach. Your fastest runners. Warn them and have them spread word, just in case."
The man nodded and turned, pointing out three and giving the orders.
Alistair looked at Aedan.
"What could possibly cause them to run away like that? And where are they going in such a hurry?"
Aedan did not know.
He had a sneaking suspicion he soon would however.
Royal Palace, Denerim
Day 627
In one of the lower levels of the palace, several stories beneath the ground, sat a large, round room containing only a huge table with no chairs. Paintings of histories great generals lined the walls. Between each were intricate weapons stands and suits of armor from days long past.
Alistair had been shown the room shortly after the final battle with the Archdemon by the castle chamberlain. He had not been back since.
It had bothered him a little the first time he'd walked in.
Cailan had a permanent map of lower Thedas, made of intricately carved stone no less, affixed to the large table. It was easily twenty five feet by twenty feet. Huge by any maps standards.
Anora had told him Cailan would spend hours down here, moving pieces representing armies across the map, as if playing some game.
Alistair remembered standing there as she'd spoke, in shock. He'd swore he'd have the room turned in to something else, but had forgotten about it during all the rebuilding.
Now, much to his chagrin, it might actually prove somewhat useful.
His three army commanders were standing to one side. One was missing.
Oghren, having agreed to take a senior position in the army, had abruptly resigned two months ago. He'd run into Felsi in the markets.
A very pregnant Felsi.
They'd quickly married and she'd given birth to a baby boy not twenty days ago.
The crusty dwarf had been living a quiet, only semi-drunken existence since. At least at last word.
Aedan, Leliana and Zevran all stood next to Anora, off to the side as the commanders where reporting on known locations of darkspawn, all in the north of the country now, to the king and some other assorted nobility.
Apparently the little party they'd seen on the way back to the city had not been the only one. In fact, not fewer than thirty such parties had been seen over the last week.
Something was happening. And that something was concentrated in the northeast, along the coast.
The men had finished marking the map and were now pointing out potential targets, vulnerable locations and available men.
Aedan wished it was a waste of time, but he knew it wasn't.
He was now set to leave for Vigil's Keep in the morning and assume, officially, the title Warden Commander. The Orlesian wardens had already sent word after arriving that matters were not entirely well. Darkspawn attacks had dramatically increased. Much more frequent than they should have been.
No one could guess as to why so soon after a Blight's end.
Privately, though he suspected Leliana and Alistair had similar thoughts, he feared greatly it might have something to do with the rather unorthodox ending to that last Blight.
The unease and displeasure associated before with his new position was suddenly gone.
He was a Grey Warden after all.
The raiding party running past them last week had reminded him rather abruptly.
And if this is somehow my fault...
He and Zevran had been practicing and training rather intensely since. Leliana would join in on occasion but she seemed to have other matters ongoing.
She would not speak of them however. Only offering that since she was to leave for Orlais in a month, Anora had suddenly given her a tremendous amount to do.
She had relented and taken a position at court as well not two days ago. Title less like Zevran. Unlike the elf, not one soul had grumbled over her appointment, despite what some considered her questionable heritage.
Being the lover of the Hero of Ferelden apparently had some advantages.
"So that, your majesty, is where we stand."
Alistair nodded to the man speaking. "Very well. I think it best we contain it with the army to the south. Teyrn Cousland has sent word. He can contain it to the west as well. The oceans can tend to the rest. The wardens and allies can then proceed to get to the bottom of this inside Amaranthine itself."
The king looked to Aedan. The warden nodded back.
"I'll depart in the morning, With twenty wardens, and the new recruits to join us shortly after, we should be able to at least make some headway, depending on just how large this problem is."
"Let me know once you find out Aedan. We'll gather troops if need be and send them to help."
Aedan nodded. "Very well. Are we finished gentlemen?"
The three commanders nodded.
Aedan turned to Alistair. "With your leave then. I have some matters that need tending to before I depart."
"Of course. I'll see you off in the morning."
Aedan nodded to all and walked out the door, followed by Leliana, Zevran and Anora.
"Warden...if I might have a word quickly?"
Aedan looked at Anora and then to the others. Zevran walked off. Leliana followed. Out of earshot, Anora spoke.
"I have a request."
Aedan raised an eyebrow. Anora continued.
"One of my personal guards wishes to become a Grey Warden. I've tried to convince her otherwise but her mind is set. I cannot change it. Would you consent to have her join you tomorrow? If she is worthy then I would ask she be allowed to join."
Aedan frowned a little. He had some major reservations about this part of the job, knowing what he knew. It would be necessary though.
"Anora...I think..."
"I know Aedan...I know..." She sighed and motioned for him to follow. "Her name is Mhairi. She is quite good with a sword in my opinion, though I realize I am no competent judge. She excelled in the army before being transferred to me."
She turned towards the stairs and they both headed up.
"I've tried to get her to change her mind. She's a beautiful girl and we've grown quite close these last months, but her dreams are ever present. She desires this greatly."
"No husband to keep her back here I take it?"
"No. She is incredibly stubborn...and Aedan...please do not..."
"Maker's breath Anora, I won't. Why do you all think I'm some whore?"
She smiled. "Sorry. I don't actually. Your relationship with Leliana...it's beautiful to see you two together, it really is. But Alistair talks at times..."
"Ugh. Say no more."
She laughed. "Yes. Though I do recall rumors from before you were a Grey Warden. Were you not thrown unceremoniously out of Cumberland and the Free Marches? Something about a string of married women and daughters of nobles?"
"That happened to a different person Anora. That boy died..."
She actually touched his arm. "I'm sorry...I did not mean to..."
Aedan nodded. "It's alright. It's just things before...they're just not settled. Fergus...he tries, and so do I but..."
"I understand that actually. I feel the same."
Aedan stopped walking. He looked at her. "I am sorry."
She nodded. "So am I."
Both started walking again, uncomfortable about the loses sustained. His family murdered by Howe, her father likely involved. Her father then killed by him directly.
It was an odd set of circumstances to say the least.
The fact that they were civil, and even friendly most of the time, was a major accomplishment in and of itself.
Her next words however sucked the comfort right out of the air.
"I have another favor as well Aedan. One of a rather personal nature."
He looked over at her as they both entered the royal chambers.
"Yes?"
She sighed and looked around, stepping a little closer to him.
"Before you leave, will you for the love of the Maker, have a talk with Alistair?"
He looked curious. "What about?"
She looked around again and then back to him. He'd seen that look before. From many a woman. He laughed aloud, thinking back over his own clumsy beginnings in dealings with the opposite sex.
"Aedan, it is not funny."
"Did he tell you?"
"What? That he was a virgin? I could tell that from the moment I met him. He's incredibly endearing and sweet. I've grown quite fond of him, though he's a bit talkative and nervous in some ways, even still. However...he...he...well...he seems prone to...shall we say...a disturbing lack of stamina..."
Aedan burst out laughing. He moved to the couch and sat down, trying to stifle his outburst.
Anora was not pleased. "You will not tell him I said so! Understood? His other attributes are well above adequate...surprisingly so even...but...well..."
He shook his head, still laughing. "No no, my lips are sealed. But I'm not the one to ask this of. Honestly, we've had this talk a few times Anora. Hell, I even tried to get him to go to the Pearl a few times first, you know, to kind of settle him a bit, and he just won't do it."
She looked at him rather oddly. "Well...I'm not sure what to make of that actually. Part of me is glad he did not. The other part however wishes he had."
"Talk to Leliana about it. She'll embarrass the hell out of him of course, but she's much more suited to giving him pointers than I am. He just won't listen to me."
Anora sighed. "I was afraid you'd say that. Will you ask her please? And by the mercy of the Maker, don't let him know we spoke of this."
Aedan rose, laughing again. "Alright. Done. I'll see you in the morning."
Anora smiled a little. "Yes. Good night. And Aedan..."
He turned.
"Mhairi?"
Aedan sighed. Shaking his head. "Very well. She can come."
"...Pull my hair!"
Aedan leaned over and grabbed Leliana's hair tightly, making her arch her back as she lay flat on her stomach, arms outstretched in front of her, hands grabbing at the side of the bed, gripping it tightly.
He turned her head and kissed her roughly, leaning into her even more.
She let out a low, guttural, moan and started to shake beneath him.
It had been almost six months since the Archdemon's slaying. In those six months, they had spent almost all of it together.
Now, with tomorrow bringing a new wrinkle, they both knew they were to be separated for what could be a good sized period of time.
Arriving back in the room first, Leliana had basically attacked Aedan as he walked in the door.
They were going at it for the fourth time now. Each somewhat more rougher than the last.
Aedan had noticed, over a protracted period of time, that she had grown very comfortable with him.
Not that she was not comfortable before of course. But he'd thought he noticed a slight bit of reservation before. Just a hint of unease regarding certain things.
Not so much any more.
Whatever had been the cause of it, and he thought he knew, she had decided to utterly let herself go with him.
As good as things were before, they were fantastic now.
She looked back at him, a gleam in her eyes as he leaned over her, propped up by both arms. He lowered himself and kissed her again.
She bit his lower lip and pulled his arms out from under him, bringing him directly down on top of her. He never broke stride.
She shuddered again, shaking rather violently beneath him this time as she climaxed once again.
He moved both hands beneath her, cupping both of her breasts, and followed, erupting inside of her, causing her to scream out one more time.
Both lay there, intertwined for awhile. Aedan placed his head on the back of hers, breathing her in. Trying to burn the smell into his mind.
Slowly, he lifted himself up and moved off of her, laying beside her on the bed.
She giggled. "There is no way I'll be walking tomorrow."
He laughed and wiped some sweat from his forehead. "I'll have no choice there I'm afraid."
Her mood darkened a little and she looked away briefly. Aedan noticed.
"You can still come."
She turned back to him. "No. I can't. I have to go. I really need to do this. Besides, Anora has a huge list she's working on now. Ugh...I never should have told her."
"She can't resist can she?"
"No. I really don't mind. It will give me something to do. It would be a waste to travel all that way and stay for a week only, yes. I might as well be busy. "
"When does the ship leave?"
"Three weeks."
Aedan closed his eyes and sighed. Leliana moved and climbed on top of him. He opened his eyes and smirked.
"Again?"
She smiled. "Not yet. I still can't feel my legs." She laid her head on his chest. "This one bothers me a little Aedan. Something is different this time isn't it?" She looked up after she'd said it.
He nodded. "Yes. I've even had some dreams lately. Different from before, but there. Alistair has too."
"Different how?" She ran a hand through his still very short hair. She'd fought hard to get him to keep it that way. She liked the stubble and rough texture right after each cutting. In turn she'd agreed to grow hers out. Something she had not done since...well. What seemed like a lifetime ago.
"Less intense. More subdued. Before it was like being smacked with a hammer each night. Now it's more like someone is biting my ankles. It's difficult to explain. Not as dangerous or foreboding, but something is there that is very wrong regardless."
"Well...I am sure you can handle it."
He smiled, tugging at her hair a little. She smirked and kissed his chest.
"Not yet."
Aedan sighed, then remembered a previous conversation. He smiled as he spoke.
"Oh, I almost forgot. Before you leave, you need to teach Alistair how to please a woman."
Leliana shot up. "What!"
Aedan laughed. "I spoke to Anora...she..." Leliana cut him off.
"Why me?"
"I've already tried. Several times. He just gets flustered and embarrassed, then changes the subject with me. He won't do that with you...well, he definitely will be embarrassed, but he wouldn't dare change the subject. He'll be too interested in what you have to say."
"Aedan...he once asked me if I was female. How can I help him there?"
Aedan smiled and poked her breast with his finger. "You're a girl?"
She grabbed a pillow and smacked him with it repeatedly. He laughed under the assault.
She sighed and leaned back. "What am I supposed to do?"
"Just talk to him. Tell him what girls like. Give him some pointers maybe? I don't know."
She frowned. Thinking. "Why not Zevran..." Both looked at one another. "...okay nevermind."
She pursed her lips, thinking again. Suddenly, she smirked at Aedan, moving her hands slowly back down his body.
"Alistair is cute. I could show him..."
Aedan's eyes opened wide. He grabbed her rear and swung her around on the bed, landing on top of her.
"I'm not enough for you am I?" He brushed her hair from her eyes as he said it.
"Not really." She giggled underneath him.
Aedan smiled back. "Perhaps I should try harder then?"
"Harder would be a start."
Streets of Denerim, Near the City Gates
Day 628
"I wish I was going with you."
Aedan looked over at his friend and king.
"No you don't. You're as sick of this crap as I am."
Alistair sighed. "You're right I suppose. I still don't understand it Aedan. This is weird."
"Neither do I, but I assume I will soon enough. Don't worry, I'll handle it."
"No doubt there. You're to keep me informed then? I'll have troops ready if need be."
Aedan nodded. "Hopefully they won't be necessary. Just make sure the arling is contained. Strange that they are all there though. What the hells is even there really?"
Alistair had actually thought on that. "Honestly. Grey Wardens."
Aedan shot his head over quickly. He had not thought of that.
"You're right...Any word?"
Alistair shook his head. "No contact since two days ago. One I could understand. Two worries me a little. I don't like that you going in alone."
Aedan pointed to the girls in front. Leliana was quietly speaking to the new potential recruit Mhairi. They seemed to be having a very friendly conversation.
"She's going."
Alistair gave him a look. "One Aedan. Only one."
Aedan shrugged. "I can't imagine anything too bad has happened. The Vigil is one of the best, most defensible fortresses in Ferelden. Hell, I fell off the walls once as a kid, broke my arm. I remember it. The place is huge."
Alistair nodded. "I hope you're right. I may follow tomorrow by the way..."
"Why?"
"Curiosity. Not the whole way. Let me have this one..."
Aedan laughed. "You're the king man."
"Right. I forgot." He rolled his eyes.
They passed near the markets and made straight for the large city gates.
Aedan looked behind briefly. The guardsmen were still there, following. He found it funny they would crowd Alistair most of the time while out among the public, but not with him present. Zevran either.
Not that the people, or crowds of them, had been a problem for either of them really. Far from it actually.
Alistair was treated with the utmost respect. People would wave, Alistair would even wave back. Kids would run up at times, but their parents would usually scold them until Alistair would walk over and talk to them all. He was genial and very ordinary when speaking with others, no matter their status.
It had unwittingly proven to be a major boon.
After only six months, he was proving to be immensely popular.
Aedan was another story.
He was held in awe.
People would often just stop and stare. Nodding to him perhaps, maybe a few braver souls offering thanks, but not many. Even children would simply stare and point. Only whispering.
Silence usually followed when he entered a room. Followed by stares. Most would look away when he turned his attention to them as if they were unworthy to gaze upon him.
It was really beginning to bother him truth be told.
He stopped walking as they reached the city gates. Mhairi and Leliana both came up to them.
"Commander. I shall wait by the gates."
She nodded to him and jogged off.
"I think she will make a fine warden. She is very smart too. A good choice."
Aedan looked at the girl, then Leliana. "I hope so."
Alistair gave him a weary look and shook his head.
Privy to perhaps too many Grey Warden secrets at this point, Leliana still had no idea of what a joining actually entailed.
Neither warden saw fit to let her know. Better she have no idea.
She looked to Aedan. She was smiling but it was forced. They had both spoken earlier, just before leaving the palace, but neither really had known what to say. "Ready?"
He nodded. "Sure you won't change your mind?"
She nodded back. "I can't...but I'll be back as quickly as possible I promise..." She looked down at her feet as the moment finally hit her.
Last night she'd been a terror, but happy the whole time. They'd alternated between having crazy sex and talking for the whole night. Neither had really slept much.
She suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. She whispered in his ear.
"I swear to the Maker, no matter what happens, I will always love you."
Aedan grabbed her shoulders and pulled her away, staring at her.
He felt it was an odd way to say it. Suddenly a tinge of worry hit him.
"Leli?...What..."
She moved in and kissed him again, whispering again. "It's just emotions I've kept bottled up. Nothing more. Do not worry. But I do."
She broke from him and wiped quickly at her eyes as she moved away. Aedan was still a little speechless as he watched her.
As much as they had talked, and of all that they had talked of, the topic of love had actually not come up very much. It was implied, unspoken. Even rock solid as far as he was concerned, but both really did understand what life was to be like for them.
It would never be normal. Never.
So some things they'd just left unsaid, or merely skirted on occasion.
Alistair broke his thoughts.
"Like I said, when you get there, send word. I'll hang back with the army and move closer tomorrow. That way if something's really wrong you all won't be out there alone."
Aedan nodded. "It'll be fine..."
Alistair grabbed his arm and embraced him. "Take care Aedan..."
Aedan smiled but was still a little taken aback. He looked at Leliana again. She smiled, forcing it out again.
He looked at the gate and Mhairi, then turned back to Leliana.
"I..."
"I know."
He smiled. A little weakly this time. She returned it, wiping a tear again from her eye.
He looked to them both and turned for the gate, walking quickly away.
Approaching Mhairi, he heard a distinctively loud "What!" come from Alistair. Leliana had apparently not waited long to bring up certain topics.
He laughed aloud to himself, shaking his head.
"Are you alright Commander?"
Mhairi was looking at him, almost studying him.
He smiled to her. "Yes." He pointed towards the road. "Shall we?"
The young woman smiled eagerly back to him.
"With pleasure."
A/N: Finished this one a week ago but held it.
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