I've been doing Christmas stuff all day, so a little later than usual.
Are you ready? Here we go, one quick thing before we continue with Omega :D
She says, "You don't want to be like me
Don't wanna see all the things I've seen."
I'm dying, I'm dying
She says, "You don't want to get this way
Famous and dumb at an early age."
Lying, I'm lying
Carmen, Lana Del Rey
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Lavellan
Ten years
Ten years since Solas had left
Ten years old their son and daughter turned this day, Lavellan turned to the young boy as he ran towards her through the gardens, her daughter already at her side.
Bellanaris clung to her mother's shirt, Lavellan reached down to embrace her son, Enasal. She pulled both of her beautiful children towards the main hall, a smile on her lips; the hall had been cleared for the day. Only a few select friends of both the Inquisitor and her children were permitted into the hall.
A year or so ago she had asked Cullen to trained her children in combat, so that when she died they were able to defend themselves, when Bellanaris' magic surfaced she and Dorian shared the blessing of teaching her, she kept it secret from even her advisors for fear she'd lose her daughter. For now she showed an affinity for ice and, as if it was in her blood, and ever growing curiosity about the Fade and the spirits that dwelled within. It had broken her heart when she couldn't answer all of her questions about the Fade, had Solas been there.
Solas
When he turned his attention in the Fade to Skyhold, he wasn't surprised that he could still see his Vhenan's bright spark still there; he was however surprised by the two other sparks, the sparks that matched his Vhenan's in their light.
His curiosity had gotten the better of him, and though it broke his heart again to be so close to her and yet unable to speak to her, unable to touch her, he did not regret what he learnt. His only regret was that he left her alone with a broken heart to raise two children,
He'd observed from a distance his daughter's dreams, he'd felt pride she talked to spirits around her, and he'd grown fearful when she'd even talked to demons. To his surprise, though it was clear what they wanted she managed to remain herself, only when she'd drawn the attention of a desire demon did he intervene.
"Da'len," he barely managed to choke to word out, when Bellanaris turned to him he was astonished at how much she looked like her mother, and how much she acted like him. Bellanaris' face brightened up when she saw him.
"Papa!" she cried, she ran and embraced him, as if sensing his confusion she explained hwo she knew who he was, "Mamae, she showed me her memories; she loves you still even as she forgets a small detail everyday she remembers." She seemed so much older than she was her posture, her manner in which she spoke. She was a beautiful girl; he felt pride for having a part in making her.
"Ar lath na mamae," she paused to translate his words in her head, the side of his mouth quirked, fo his Vhenan had been teaching her their native tongue.
"Enasal was angry when Mamae told us of you, he said he'd hurt you like you hurt Mamae if you 'dared show your face'. I don't think Mamae was very happy with him after that." She screwed up her face, he chuckled at how cute she was.
"I'd dare say she'd want to hurt me herself."
"No, she… what did she say? She said 'I understand now why he left and who he truly is, it doesn't make me love him any less'. Something like that." She knew, how did she know? How could she know? Fear gripped his heart.
Lavellan
She hadn't expected it, one moment she'd left the children to scavenge for the gifts she- and various others- had bought for them, the next she was in his arms again simply enjoying his warmth her face buried in his chest. She pulled away long enough to slap him.
"Don't you dare leave like that ever again!" she pulled him back to her, he kissed the top of her head.
"Na nuvenin ma nuvenin."
..
We got back from Redcliffe, assaulted the Breach, then the Red Templars attacked. It was bloody and gruesome, Trevelyan, even though I knew she wouldn't die, it just seemed hopeless. Like we had truly lost her, I felt like we had damned her.
..
"Hopefully Dorian will manage to keep Trevelyan from destroying everything while I go clean myself." I picked my bag up again.
"Alone?"
"Coming on a little strong there aren't you, Solas?" I rested a hand on my hip, grinning at his back.
"I- that's not what I meant, you shouldn't go alone, maybe you should wait for Trevelyan to-"
"Trevelyan is going to take forever to crash from her sugar high, and then she'll sleep. Why don't you wat- I mean, keep watch for me?" Smooth, Omega, real smooth. "I'd… I'd feel safer with you there." Not a lie exactly, more a slight stretch of the truth, in all honesty I shouldn't feel safe anywhere no matter who was with me, much less Fen'Harel.
"Ma nuvenin." Victory! I grinned and let him lead the way to the stream, carrying my bag over my shoulder. It wasn't long before we heard the sound of rushing water, a rock were Solas-depending on what direction he faced- would have an excellent view of me was placed not too far away from the edge of the stream. I placed my bag down beside it; I quickly stripped and stepped into the water.
At this point I didn't really care how cold it was, I just liked being clean.
"So, Solas, looking forward to Val Royeaux?" I asked content to just wash the blood that had dried in my hair. I wrinkled my nose at the site.
"It should prove interesting," short, vague, not what I was looking for, never mind.
"Just 'interesting'? Don't you have any plans? Places you want to see? People you want to meet?"
"I have no such plans, what about you?"
"I… I don't know that much about Val Royeaux, I'll probably just wander around looking lost until I find a bookstore or something similar, then I'll spend the rest of my time there."
"Not interested in the latest fashions worn by the empress Celene herself?" was he mocking me? I turned and glared at his back.
"Ma serannas, messere Solas, I'll be sure to change my personality completely the next time we talk so that I can better meet your expectations of a woman such as I." I said dryly, turning away from him. "But no, if it won't stop a demon from cutting me in half I'm not going to waste money on it."
"I apologise, I didn't mean to insinuate-"I laughed, cutting him off quickly.
"Its fine, Solas, you'll have to work harder than that to offend me. To do so, start a sentence about telling the truth and then say your face, that'll be bound to upset me." I, once again, felt clean enough to step out of the water. I dried myself with the towel Trevelyan had lent me few weels-by the goddess, it had been weeks hadn't it? If I could see the me that lived back where I came from and who I am now side by side there'd be innumerable differences, posture would be one.
"I'll keep that in mind, Da'len." Oh look my heart fluttered again; maybe I'm having a heart attack, sounds reasonable, I pulled on my shirt and pants making sure that the blush creeping over my face wasn't visible.
"Do you want me to…?" I trailed off; I didn't really know what to call it, I mean, it wasn't a bath so I couldn't quite call it bathing, saying 'get clean' felt weird and I'm just out of things to call it.
"If you would," he hopped off of his rock, I watched-as unhappy as I am to admit it- hungrily as he took his shirt off, he caught me looking and motioned for me to turn around.
"I can't help it, Solas; you're completely irresistible however do you deal with all these women, and no doubt men, falling over at your feet?" I obligingly turned around, my hands clasped over my knees.
"It's a challenge I must face every day."
"Oh do tell me more, oh great one, I long to hear you speak, I hang upon your every word." As soon as I was sure he was in the water I turned around again, he was facing a way from me, and the water went up to his waist still leaving a lot of muscle to please the eye. "Anyway, Solas, you must have some interesting tales or ruins stored in that magnificent head of yours please regale me with them if you would."
"I once met a spirit of Justice…"
..
I listened with rapt attention; we were there for an hour and a half before Trevelyan decided to go looking for us. By then we were both sitting on the rock and-though it seems silly to point out now- our knees were touching, the fact that I touched him sends my heart into overdrive; I swear he'll give me a heart attack.
Afterwards we rejoined Dorian, who was not enthused he'd been left to make sure the horses didn't run off. He complained some about not getting the smell of horse manure out of his clothes, but settled quickly.
I riffled through my bag for my phone, which I had managed to keep relatively hidden from the others, but it seemed to have the same effect as me explaining where I came from, it simply vanished from others memories, which I admit is starting to grate on me.
I found it rather quickly, not surprising really I don't have a lot of things in my bag, I was delaying going to our tent.
I glanced over my shoulder when Solas exited the tent; I turned back to my bag, I had managed to score some actual wine from the Tavern in Haven I had needed it desperately, so I pulled it out of my bag.
"Omega?" I turned to Solas hiding the bottle of wine behind my back, he tried to see what I was holding.
"Is something the matter, Solas?" I asked, keeping the wine relatively well hidden behind my back.
"If we're to be arriving in Val Royeaux tomorrow it'd- I'd thought it'd be best for you to get as much sleep as you can. Is everything alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine, I'll be along shortly." I fully intended to drain the bottle before going to sleep, Solas walked right up to me.
"Da'len," he placed a hand on my shoulder and turned me around to grab the bottle, he raised an eyebrow at me.
"Oh don't look at me like that, it's been a trying day I've had to deal with you for starters." I poked him in the chest, smiling, smiling to diffuse the situation before anything got out of hand. I threw one arm around his neck, and grabbed the bottle back. "Come on, I'll share."
..
That's how we got drunk and I fell asleep with my head on his shoulder, I woke up with a headache, but was too lazy to get up to do anything, even when I realised that I was on Solas and that he too was awake and playing with my hair. Well one hand was his other arm was stopping me from moving away.
It felt… nice, just laying there, comforting, despite the raging headache. It wouldn't last forever, but it could last. He kissed the top of my head, he actually kissed the top of my head!
"Aneth ara."
Fin.