A/N: in which amelia and nate Figure Things Out, and anders naturally has to comment on it. set shortly after awakening.
character: amelia andras
pairing: amelia/nathaniel
"You're staring."
"Was I?"
Amelia's eyes flicked up to the edge of her mirror, where she had a clear view of Nathaniel, still in bed, hair tousled and eyes fixated on his commander. Ducking her head so he wouldn't see the smile that was beginning to form, Amelia resumed digging through her little bag of accessories, searching through various earrings and necklaces until she found her hair pins. Tucking a few loose strands of hair back into place, she cleared her throat and remarked, "If you don't quit, I'll have you put on morning patrols for a week."
"Oh, you wouldn't do that," Nathaniel chuckled. "You'd miss me."
"Perhaps. But it might get you up and moving at a decent hour." Grabbing her staff, Amelia stood, ready to check in with the rest of the Wardens. "Hurry up and get dressed before I send Sigrun looking for you."
"You wouldn't."
With only an innocent smile to answer him, Amelia made her way to the door. Nathaniel scrambled out of bed, calling after her.
"Amelia! Am– Commander!"
But she tugged the door closed, knowing she'd gotten him moving for the day. A low whistle stopped Amelia in her tracks.
"Looks like I owe Sigrun a few silvers." Leaning against the wall outside of Amelia's chambers was Anders, sporting a knowing smile. "I wasn't sure the two of you would ever figure it out."
Uncharacteristically flustered, Amelia stammered, "Figure it out?"
"You and Nate." He gave his eyebrows a suggestive waggle, then elbowed Amelia lightly. "Your secret's safe with me, don't worry. I'm not paying Sigrun if I don't have to."
Amelia rolled her eyes. "Creators give me strength," she muttered under her breath, not looking forward to enduring the inevitable Keep gossip.