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[VioletTheirin]

Okay, for some reason this last post was not wanting to cooperate wit the whole pasting thing....this is the best I could do before throwing my laptop at the wall. GRRR

[Gilgamesh1138]

Keep going girl! I am waiting until you get to a chapter I haven't read on FF. You know, the new one.



*bats lashes seductively* : D

[VioletTheirin]

you know, my word processor just said the same exact thing! LOL...lots of Ruthi letters in the next one...got all of them now just piecing it together....You KNOW you'll be the privileged first to see it )

[VioletTheirin]

Chapter 9-  Zevran's True Smile
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"Rinna?" Zevran stared in disbelief at the raven haired elf standing before him.

Rinna grinned as she extended a hand toward the bewildered assassin. "Yes Zevran, it's me!"

Zevran stood and began to reach for Rinna but at last moment thought better of it. Instead he took two steps back and looked away from her smiling face. "Rinna, I…"

"Shh…" She stepped forward and placed a slender finger over Zevran's lips. "You don't have to say anything, and I wish that you would look at me. Of all of the things I have missed about you, your eyes are one of the things I missed the very most."

Zevran just shook his head and took another step back, turning his gaze toward the ground. "No, Rinna; I do not deserve to look at you, or to even speak to you."

Gently, Rinna placed a finger under Zevran's chin and lifted his face to look at her. "Zevran, you have no reason to be ashamed; you and I were victims of circumstance. We were both raised to know nothing but violence and death. Had the shoe been on the other foot and it was I that thought you to be the traitor I cannot say with any certainty that I would not have done the same thing to you. As horrible as it may sound, you and Taliesen saved me that day."

Zevran gave her a confused look. "Mi corazón, (my heart) killing you was not saving you, please do not patronize me in such a way."

Ruthi quietly walked up beside Rinna and Zev, grabbing them both gently by their arm. "I know you have much to talk about, so I shall take my leave for now. Zevran, listen to what she has to say, it isn't at all as patronizing as you may think. Come and see me tomorrow Zevran…we will talk more then. Kiss Nelaros and Rose for me; tell them I love them and remember that I love you." Ruthi kissed Zev on the cheek.

"Thank you for helping me find him." Rinna called out to Ruthi.

Ruthi nodded "Just take care of him, he is very special to me."

"Si, I will. He is quite special to me as well." Rinna glanced at Zevran

Ruthi smiled once more at the both of them and disappeared into the woods surrounding the camp.

Rinna took Zevran by the hand. "Come, let us sit down." She led him to a tent on the edge of the camp.

The tent was quite large, big enough that they could both sit straight up and still have a good one foot clearance above their heads. There was a lantern in the corner that cast a warm glow upon a mountain of cushions that made up the floor.

"Why my love, 'tis quite the place you have here…far more luxurious than any tent I am accustomed to." Zevran managed a small smile

Rinna grinned. "I never did care for roughing it my love; why would I do so if I had the choice not to?"

They both sat down upon the soft cushions and Rinna took Zevran's hands in hers.

Zevran looked into her dark brown eyes "Rinna, I want to know what you meant when you said that death saved you?"

"Zevran, you know the life that we had at the hands of the Crows; as bad as it was for you, there are things that were done to me that no one should have to endure, and they were done often." Rinna looked at the floor. "By me being killed it allowed me to escape the torture, the beatings, the…services….I was forced to offer to the masters at a moments notice. And by you having a part in my death, it forced you to look upon the life you were leading and you changed. You left Antiva, you left The Crows. You allowed yourself to love again and now you have a beautiful family and a life I could have only dreamt of. I would much rather be here in the Fade looking down on you smiling, playing with your children, having a real life, than to still be alive, still being used, watching you mask what a kind and loving man that you are."

With tears in his eyes Zevran gently cupped Rinna's face with his hand, pulling her close to him. "I love you Rinna." He whispered softly into her ear, sending chills down her spine.

Rinna whispered back "I love you too Zevran Arainai, Lo único que echo de menos la vida es sentir tus labios contra los míos.." (The only thing about life that I miss is feeling your lips against mine.)

"Oh mi amor, cómo me he sufría por su tacto." (Oh my love, how I have ached for your touch) Zevran let his fingers slide through her raven tresses and upon reaching the back of her head, pulled her in and kissed her hungrily.

Rinna returned the kiss as Zevran's hands made their way down her back; gently unlacing her thin ivory colored dress. Rinna's nimble fingers made quick work of removing Zevran's trousers and tunic; her tongue teased his bare skin as the last scrap of imposing fabric was done away with. Rinna felt chill bumps rise upon the assassin's bronze skin as she lightly ran her fingertips down his spine and gently nipped at his neck…her tongue lightly grazing his collarbone.

Zevran gently laid Rinna down upon the cushions and began nipping at her small elven ear as his hands took their turn at exploring her slender body. Barely touching, Zevran ran his fingers from her neck, over her bare breasts and her flat stomach. Slowly they made their way down, driving her crazy as they would slide right back up again as they approached the part of her that ached for them the most. Zevran positioned himself on top of her as he began to lightly nibble on the upper part of her pointed ear. The heat of skin pressing on skin caused them both to sweat as Zevran kissed his way from Rinna's ears to her toes and back again. Rinna let out a soft moan as Zevran teasingly removed his lips from her mid thigh and replaced them on her stomach continuing to work his way up.

Upon approaching her neck once again he took in a deep breath, savoring the smell of vanilla and gardenia. Maker, how he missed that smell; he missed the way she would quietly whisper his name, he missed her soft skin, he missed her deep brown eyes, he missed… her.

Once again he kissed her passionately and in one fluid motion, Zevran and Rinna became one. Zevran looked longingly into Rinna's eyes, never breaking his stare as he slowly thrust deeper and deeper inside of her. He memorized every moan and every sigh that escaped her mouth, he savored the taste of her deep red lips and enjoyed her luscious smell.

He quickened his pace, still never taking his focus from the deep pools of brown that stared back at him. Tears crept from his eyes, falling upon her cheek and sliding down to her hair that was already damp with her own tears. He was so happy that it hurt his heart, her beauty so intense that it burned to gaze upon it, but Zevran could not look away. The missing pieces of his heart filled in, one by one with every forward thrust; the gold of this special moment sealing every remaining void. For the first time in nearly ten years, Zevran felt whole again.

Steadily Zevran continued, doing all that he could to allow this moment to last, never wanting the feeling of her body being joined with his to end.

Finally neither of them could fight it any longer; their lips met hungrily as they climaxed in a trembling crescendo of passion…tears of joy, pain, longing, regret and forgiveness fell upon the sweat of fulfilled desire.

"I love you." Zevran whispered breathlessly as his head fell upon Rinna's chest. Over and over again he whispered "I love you", never breaking the bond that had formed between them.

Rinna's slender fingers worked their way through Zevran's damp, matted hair as she blinked the tears away that still rested within her eyes. "I love you too Zevran…I love you…."

With one more passionate kiss Zevran rolled over to lay beside his Rinna, laying his head upon her bare chest, watching it rise and fall, listening to the beating of her heart. A heart that he knew truly did belong to him. And Ruthi was right, it was to Rinna that his own heart truly belonged.

Once more Zevran whispered "I love you." As his eyelids grew heavy and he gave in to sleep.

"I love you too Zevran…Mi corazón siempre será tuyo (My heart will always be yours)."…

"Uncle Zev…Uncle Zev…It's morning Uncle Zev, rise and shine!"

Zevran opened his eyes to be met with a pair of emerald ones staring back at him.

"You saw Mamae!" Rose grinned knowingly

"Si, Mi bendición (My blessing). " Zevran propped himself up on his elbow as Rose sat on the bed beside him. "But how did you know?"

"Because, you're smiling." Rose said as she curled her knees up and rested her chin upon them.

Zevran chuckled. "Ah but my dear I smile often, in fact I am told that sometimes I smile too much."

"But it isn't that smile that I'm talking about Uncle Zev." Rose shook her head "Anyone can smile with their mouth; I can tell that you saw Mamae because it is your eyes that are smiling!"

Zevran sat up and pulled the child into his arms and kissed her upon the head. "Ah Mi bendición, what ever would I do without you."

Rose shook her head. "I dunno Uncle Zev…but you'd be in BIG trouble."

Together Zevran and Rose laughed; both of them knowing that somewhere out in the Fade, Ruthi was looking down and smiling along with them.

Modifié par VioletTheirin, 04 mai 2010 - 04:32 .

[Gilgamesh1138]

YAY!

[VioletTheirin]

After playing with Rose for a while and then sending her on her way, Zev got dressed and made his way downstairs; a smile still painted across his face.  When he got to the bottom step he noticed a commotion near the door to the larder. Leliana and Felsi were standing atop the counters pointing toward the larder doorway as Oghren stood just outside the door with his arms folded and shaking his head.
“I told you it went under the sugar” Anders voice muttered from within the larder.
Then came the obviously annoyed voice of Morrigan. “’Tis not under the sugar nor is it anywhere near the sugar; I am certain I saw it in that corner, near the potatoes”
“CRACK” the unmistakable sound of a lightening spell echoed from within.
I got him I got him!!!Anders rejoiced as he ran out of the larder carrying a rather large rat by the tail; a smug smile set upon his handsome face.
Leliana and Felsi jumped off of the counter as Leliana shouted with delight “Oh Anders you’re my hero!!” Anders smile grew even larger as the pretty bard and her dwarven counterpart kissed him simultaneously on each cheek.
“Oh ya, such a sodding hero…all hail the amazing sparkle fingers…beware his wrath of glittery doom.” Oghren grumbled, with obvious jealousy seething in his voice as he watched Anders relishing every moment of attention from the ladies.  Then as Morrigan walked through the doorway he threw his arms up and with much bravado shouted “and his faithful sidekick Witchy Poo!!”
“Darling, it seems we have missed one, a rather ugly and filthy rat at that.” Morrigan glared sidelong at the dwarf as he returned to his brooding stance.
“I don’t see what you’re getting so upset about you great pile of bronto dung, after all you are the one that was screaming that he was in there in the first place.” Felsi playfully slugged Oghren in the shoulder.
“If I’d known it was a sodding rat I would have taken care of it myself woman.” Oghren argued defensively “I thought it was a schleet and I need my sodding eyeballs seein’ how I’m leavin’ today and all!”
“But my stocky little friend, I thought you said you were not leaving until tomorrow?” Zevran chuckled as he approached the group.
“That sodding nug humper Howe got his small clothes in a twist and decided we should leave early.” Oghren shook his head.
“Not my orders dwarf.” Nathaniel stated as he walked in the door “Commander Caron said that we need to check in with our cloaked friend along the road on our way back to Amaranthine.”
Zevran rose an eyebrow toward Howe “You mean that darkspawn creature?  I don’t understand why the wardens do not just kill it.”
“He was essential in saving Amaranthine and is doing no harm to anyone.  Commander Caron said that as long as that remains the case, he is allowed to remain alive; thus why checking on him is essential.” Nathaniel threw an insistent glance at Oghren.
“I still don’t understand how this skirt wearing thunder humper has been able to get out of having to report back.”  Oghren pointed a thumb toward Anders who was still holding the rat by the tail.
“I’ll have you know I do have to report back should the commander decide that I am needed.” Anders handed the rat to Leliana who immediately turned green and threw it upon the floor. “Since the Architect was allowed to live there has been little need for wardens but should an issue arise I will report back as I promised.”
Oghren merely grumbled as he picked the dead rat up from the floor and tossed it out the side door to Ruthi’s Mabari hound Emaba.  “I’ll go get the rest of my things together.”
“It was good seeing you again Nathaniel.” Felsi waved as she walked up the stairs behind her husband.Nathaniel grinned and waved back to Felsi as he turned toward Leliana. “So how are things Leli?  I’ve heard rumors of some excitement; something about a long lost bastard king returning to Ferelden?”
“Oh Maker, what a nightmare that has become.”  Leliana shook her head “In fact I’m on my way to meet with him as we speak; I only hope he is more receptive toward what I have to say.”
“Would you like for me to come along Leli?”  Anders asked as he rinsed his hands in the basin by the counter. “Since I don’t know him I could be a bit of an unbiased party, maybe help him to see the truth?”
Leliana shook her head “No, but thank you Anders.  Alistair knows that you are Morrigan’s husband and would take anything you say as coming directly from her mouth.”
“Well should you change your mind; I shall be taking a nap.  All of this being a hero has taken its toll and I need my beauty rest.” Anders patted Leli on the shoulder as he headed into one of the overstuffed sofas in the sitting room.
“I guess I should be going.” Leliana looked out the window, noticing the sun getting higher in the sky. “And Zev, this time please just stay here; let me handle this!”
“Si Leliana, I shall behave.  I swear it.” Zevran held up his left hand and placed his right over his heart.
Leliana gave him an apprehensive smile “You had better Zevran Aranai or I will have Emaba come in and sit on you.”Zevran chuckled “No, no need for that my dear Leliana.”
Leliana smiled as she walked out the door, mentally preparing herself for what was to come…whatever that may be.
Alistair sat alone at a booth in the private section of the Gnawed Noble Tavern.  He decided to get there a bit early so he could do some reading and get away from the temptation of Talah over at The Pearl.  He had already read a couple of letters while sitting there and as he finished each he would fold the parchment and carefully place it back in the wooden box.  He then reached back into the wooden box and took out the next letter, unfolded the parchment and began to read.

My Darling Alistair,
You are a father!!  This morning I gave birth to the most beautiful, perfect baby girl.  She has my eyes but everything else about her is you.  She has your warm smile, loving face, broad shoulders, and I swear I could see her smirking at me even though she was only moments old.  Oh how I wish that you could see her.  Anora offered to send out some knights to try to locate you but I told her no, if you wanted to be found you would have been found already.  I know one day you will come back to me.  Until then we will be waiting for you.
All of my love,
Eruthiawen
PS.  I have named our daughter Rose Adaia Tabris Theirin.

Alistair wiped a tear from his eye as he carefully folded the parchment and placed it back inside of the box with the other letters.  His heart ached, knowing how much of his daughters life that he had missed while he was away.  As he began to feel the tears stinging his eyes again he felt a hand on his shoulder.
“She never stopped loving you you know.” Leliana gave Alistair’s shoulder a friendly squeeze.  “Even as the world told her to just forget you, she never would.”
Alistair sighed. “I think that is the hardest part to get past, even though I knocked her to the ground and told her that I hated her she never did give up on me.  I never did deserve her.”
Leliana sat across from Alistair and gently set her hand upon his.  “Anger can cloud even the most loving heart; I’m just glad that you are finally opening your eyes.”
Alistair merely shrugged as he pulled his hands from hers and set his gaze upon the table.
“Now you said there were things you needed to talk about, are you not finding the answers you were hoping to find within the letters?” Leliana asked as she tried to pull his focus back to her.
Alistair looked up.  “I am finding plenty of answers Leli, but for every answer I find, ten more questions arise.”
Leliana gave him a warm smile “Well ask away, that is what I am here for; take all of the time you need, I want to help.”
Alistair cleared his throat and folded his hands in front of him. “Well for one, what happened with the Archdemon?” Alistair began thumbing through the letters in the box.  “I have gone through this entire box of letters and cannot find anything.  The last that I read was that Riordan wanted to speak to Ruthi and Loghain when you were preparing to march out of Redcliffe; the next letter tells about her discovering that she is pregnant with Rose.”
“It wasn’t something she would talk about; and with good reason.”  Leliana looked up from a cup of tea that the bartender Cyril had placed in front of her.  “Loghain did not have a glamorous death; were you never told what happens when the archdemon is slain; why the Grey Wardens are needed to slay it?”
Alistair shook his head “I always thought it was more of an exaggerated proposition…I thought it had to do with the fact that we could sense them and therefore were better equipped; is that not the case?”
“Well you are partly right, it has to do with the taint which is what allows you to sense the darkspawn; when the archdemon is slain it’s essence seeks out the nearest source of the taint so that it can be reborn within the creature.  If anyone other than a Grey Warden slays the archdemon it’s essence is reborn within another darkspawn, making it immortal.”  Leliana took another sip of her tea.  “However if it is a warden that slays the dragon the taint seeks them out instead, killing the archdemon and ending The Blight….but also kills the Grey Warden in the process.  Loghain died a horrible death; I was there, the sounds of his painful cries will forever haunt my dreams.  Ruthi wouldn’t talk about it because she is the one that sentenced him to that fate.”
“He deserved to die Leliana, don’t you think all of those soldiers suffered at Ostagar?”  Alistair shot her a questioning glare.  “Duncan died a terrible death, Cailan died a terrible death and on top of that, his body was desecrated by those monsters and hung as a trophy.”
Leliana merely shook her head.  “No one deserves the fate that was handed to Loghain, you weren’t there; if you were there you would understand.  And I will have you know that in his suffering he saved Ruthi’s life.  We didn’t find out until much later that it was SHE that had volunteered to take that blow but he arranged with Zev to hold her back so that he could.  She didn’t want to live without you.”
Alistair looked back down at the table as he shook his head.  “I am definitely not worth dying over.”
“She couldn’t imagine her life without you.”  Leliana bent her head down to look Alistair in the eyes.  “You were her one and only true love, nothing and no one could ever fill that void.”
“So is that why she did not want Zevran around her?” Alistair questioned.  “She said in one of the letters that Zevran and Morrigan were the only people who would speak to her after the Landsmeet but that they were the only two she didn’t want to talk to; Morrigan because she kept praising her for “getting rid of me” and Zev because she didn’t trust herself around him.”  Alistair gave Leli a puzzled look.  “Why didn’t she trust herself and why would no one else speak to her?”
“We were angry with her Alistair.” Leliana said in an insistent tone.  “We thought just as you did that she had betrayed you, the only difference is we stuck around.  Zev tried to talk to her and find out what she was thinking; why she chose Loghain over you.  She became hysterical and when he tried to comfort her she apparently threw herself on him.  He pushed her away but that is why she no longer trusted herself around Zevran.  However if you want more details on that you will have to talk to Zevran as I was not there.”
Alistair laughed “Riiight, talk to Zevran, like that would go well.”
“Alistair, you were the one that started that particular war, Zev was willing to hear your side of things before you attacked him the way that you did.” Leliana gave him a stern look.  “He was not happy with you but like me he wanted to at least give you the opportunity to explain yourself and a chance to understand the things that happened after you left.  You are the one that went on the attack.”
He shrugged.  “Add another one to the list of people that I have wronged.”  
Alistair stood from the table and looked at Leliana.  “Now I believe that I promised you lunch, what would you like?”
“Ah, so this is where we change the subject I see.”  Leliana picked up the bowl of half eaten stew that Alistair had been eating when she walked in and sniffed it. “I think I shall have some of this mutton stew, it smells yummy, and some more tea if you don’t mind.”
Alistair walked up to the bar and flopped down in a stool in front of the bartender Cyril who was busy wiping down the counter.  “I need another bowl of the mutton stew and a hot tea please.”
“Having a rough time of it eh?” Cyril wrote down Alistair’s order and handed it to the young barmaid standing beside him behind the bar.
Alistair groaned. “That is one way of putting it; a total bloody disaster would better describe the situation.”
“You know, I remember you lot from way back when during The Blight.”  Cyril began wiping the counter again.  “You were close as could be and I don’t think a one of them was the same after you left.  The way I see it, they want to understand what happened and let you back in, but you gotta be able to let them in too.  Of course this is just the opinion of an old barkeep, take it for what it is.”
“Here you go ser, mind the bowl; it’s hot.”  The barmaid sat the stew and tea down in front of Alistair and gave him a friendly smile.
“Thank you Cyril, it is something to ponder anyway.”  Alistair picked up the tea and bowl of stew from the counter and headed back toward Leliana.
“You know that man Cyril?” The young barmaid leaned against the clean counter and looked at Cyril.
Cyril gently pulled her from the counter and wiped the spot where she had been leaning.  “Believe it or not Lizette, that young man is a close friend of the late Hero of Ferelden AND our rightful King.”
Lizette raised a questioning eyebrow toward her employer “Riiight, tell me Cyril; does anyone believe any of your tall tales?”
Cyril laughed as he shook his head.  “Ah to be young and so full of negativity; fine missy, I didn’t want to tell you about it anyway!”
The young woman gave Cyril a warm smile and a friendly slug to the shoulder before leaving to attend to one of her tables.
Meanwhile Alistair returned to the table where Leliana waited patiently.  He sat the stew and tea down in front of her and returned to his seat directly across from the bard.
“Oh this stew is absolutely delightful!” Leliana smiled after eating a large spoonful and taking a sip of her tea.
Alistair nodded in agreement as he began to carefully examine a small tooth that he pulled from the box with the letters.  He knew that it had to be the first baby tooth that Rose lost.  “Tell me about my daughter Leliana, I have missed so much of her life.”
“She is a beautiful person, inside and out.”  Leliana gave Alistair a warm smile.  “She is so sweet, she never hesitates to help anyone in need; she is smart and has her daddy’s sense of humor.  She always strives to see the good in people, friend and stranger alike.  Especially bearded wanderers who retrieve prized necklaces from Alienage bullies.”
Alistair quickly looked up into Leliana’s eyes. “She mentioned meeting me?” A large smile spread across his tearstained face “What did she say?”
“Oh that a wonderfully nice man who smelled like Uncle Oghren helped her get her necklace back from a particularly nasty little girl.”  Leliana took Alistair’s hand in hers “She said that you were so nice but looked very very sad and that she felt terribly for you.”
Large tears rolled down the templar’s face “She never should have seen her father in that state, she deserves so much more than that.”  Alistair buried his face in his hands.
“You are here now Alistair, which is what matters.”  Leliana squeezed his hands in hers.  “Nothing else is important but the fact that you are here and you love her and want to be a part of her life.”
“I have done so much wrong Leliana, hurt so many people.”  Alistair shook his head and tried to pull his hands from Leliana who squeezed them tighter.
“I forgive you Alistair, and I’m sure Ruthi would too…you are trying, you are here, you are trying to understand and willing to forgive.  Leliana gently placed her fingers under his chin and tilted his face up to look into hers. “You can still make everything right, the first steps are behind you and they are the hardest to get past; I’m here for you if you are willing to see it through.”
Alistair nodded his head.  “Yes Leli, I think I’m ready.  I want to make this right.”
“That’s what I like to hear.” Leliana gave Alistair a warm smile and kissed his forehead.  “Now come, lets take that next step.”  She took his hand and began pulling him from the table.
“Wha…Where are we going?”  Alistair questioned nervously.
Leliana looked back at him and smiled.  “Taking the next step, we are going to my house and you are going to clear the air with Zev.”
As Leliana lead Alistair out of the Gnawed Noble, he nervously looked back at Cyril who was once again wiping the bar.  Cyril smiled and mouthed the words “You’ll be fine.” 
Alistair turned back toward Leliana and took a deep breath.  “Maker Help Me.”

Modifié par VioletTheirin, 02 juin 2010 - 05:13 .

[Gilgamesh1138]

I posted on FF,net, but I have to say how wonderful this story is here too. I am loving this, MOAR please! *makes grabby hands*

[VioletTheirin]

I went ahead and started on eleven while the muse is with me MOAR is on the way!! Gonna get INTERESTING.

[Gilgamesh1138]

YAY!

[jaytherock]

Holy crap that was amazing...

[VioletTheirin]

Thank you! I am glad that you liked it Jay!

[Lintanis]

Wow that was fantastic, thank the maker its on the first page might of missed it else. Definitely a must read.



Totally agree with Gil........ MOAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! please

[VioletTheirin]

Oh, thank you SO much!!

[Lyna357]

Moar please! So amazing... I cannot wait to read what happens next.
Edit - looking forward to chapter 11

Modifié par Lyna357, 07 juin 2010 - 11:20 .

[VioletTheirin]

Thank you Lyna! I am very glad that you liked it. Chapter 11 is in the works!

[Lyna357]

Bring
Us
More
Please

[VioletTheirin]

More is on the way!!

[Gilgamesh1138]

I second that Lyna357! MOAR please! *makes grabby hands*

[VioletTheirin]

Won't be long! Stay tuned!

[Costin_Razvan]

After having read the story...I must say that I don't like that you completely ignored the DR, but each to their own I suppose.



However, one aspect I did find impressive is how Loghain went behind the Warden's back so she wouldn't sacrifice herself. It just fits him as a character.

[Gilgamesh1138]

What is the DR? Translation please?

[VioletTheirin]

~Chapter 11-Ruthi's Templar~



As they approached the house, Alistair and Leliana stopped to watch the children playing in the front yard. Alistair was amazed at just how much Rose looked like both he and her mother; a perfect mixture of both of their attributes.



"Beautiful, isn't she." Leliana looked at Alistair and smiled.



"Perfect." He whispered "Absolutely perfect."



Leliana and Alistair got nearly to the door when a voice came from behind them. "Al, is that you?" Rose smiled as she touched his arm.



Alistair turned around to look into a set of deep green eyes. "Rose, it's a pleasure seeing you again." He smiled as he took the girl's hand, kissing the back of it.



Leliana smiled "Rose, this is Al, he was a good friend to your mother, Uncle Zev, and myself."



Rose raised a curious eyebrow toward Alistair. "You knew my mamae Al?"



Alistair cleared his throat. "Yes, she was a wonderful woman; very beautiful and extremely smart." He smiled "And might I say looking at you; I can tell that you are just like her."



"Al and I are going inside so that he may catch up with Uncle Zev as well." Leliana patted the girl on the shoulder. "You run along and play, I shall call you when supper is ready."



After another glance and a smile in Alistair's direction Rose ran off and began playing with Cecile.



Inside of the house Zev sat in one of the large chairs in the sitting room; reading to Nelaros and Drake as Anders and Nathaniel played a game of Wicked Grace a small table in the corner. They all looked up as the door closed and Alistair and Leliana walked in the room.



"The templar?" Anders questioned under his breath to Nathaniel.



Nathaniel set his cards down and leaned toward Anders. "I think so…this should be interesting."



"Will this be civil or shall I save you the time and just punch you now." Zev questioned without so much as looking up from the book he was reading.



Alistair felt Leliana's reassuring hand on his back as he stepped forward. "No Zev, I actually came to apologize."



Zev looked into Alistair's eyes "Good to see your head was not permanently sucked up your posterior then."



Leliana stepped forward picking up Drake and taking Nelaros by the hand. "Come my sweets; let us continue your story in the nursery."



As Leliana walked past, Alistair stopped her. "Is this Nelaros?" he glanced at Zev



Zev stood from his chair "Si, this is my son."



"Alistair smiled at the child as he brushed a lock of hair from his eyes. 'He's a beautiful child, Zev. He looks just like you." Running a finger along the boy's cheek, Alistair added, 'Except for his Mamae's eyes."



Zev grinned as he knelt down beside the little boy "Si, that he does; and just like his Mamae he knows how to use them."



"Darling, are you in here." Morrigan called from the hallway.



Anders froze. "Morrigan."



Nathaniel chuckled as he looked up from his cards. "Is that a bad thing?"



Anders quickly set down his cards and headed in the direction of his wife's voice "Oh you have nooo idea; that is the very definition of a BAD thing." Anders motioned Nathaniel toward him. "Follow my lead."



The two men stepped quickly into the hall and jumped when they met face to face with Morrigan. Startled; Nathaniel yelped "Oh!"



"Darling! We have been looking everywhere for you!" Anders placed a hand on Nathaniels back; signaling him to bend at the waist.



Morrigan gave the men a confused look. "Why would you be looking for me; and why is he looking at me that way?"



"Nathaniel has taken ill, must have ate something that didn't agree with him." Anders feigned concern towards his fellow warden.



"Why would you require my assistance then?" Morrigan gave the men a questioning look "Tis far more likely that you could handle the problem more skillfully than I; is it not?"



"I thought this would be perfect practice my darling!" Anders insisted. "After all I was just telling Nathaniel how nicely your lessons are coming along!" He gave Nathaniel a quick jab to the ribs.



"Yes, I'm sure it is nothing you could not handle" Nathaniel agreed "A mage of your skill; I should be better in no time."



Morrigan gave the pair an apprehensive look "Follow me then; if it suits you. I shall try my best."



And as she led them to the guest quarters down the hallway Nathaniel looked up at Anders "I swear mage; if she turns me into a nug I will eat you alive."



Zev turned to Alistair as Leliana and the children walked from the room. "Please, sit down."



"Zev, I…I owe you an apology." Alistair sat in a chair across from Zevran. "I also need to thank you."



"Thank me for what my dear templar?" Zev sat back in his chair and folded his hands across his chest. "I only did what anyone would do for a friend."



"You consider me a friend?" Alistair gave him a questioning look.



"I was referring to Ruthi; but yes…you as well." Zev let out a sigh "So what is it that you want from me my dear Alistair?"



"I want to know what happened; after I left. Leliana has filled me in on a lot but there are so many questions left unanswered." Alistair sat forward in his chair. "What happened between you and Ruthi, what was she like when she was pregnant, what did my daughter look like as a baby; Zev I missed so much and you are the only one that can fill in these holes for me. Please, I'm begging you."



"I would be glad to help you Alistair." Zev stared into his brown eyes, attempting to gauge the intentions he held within. "But first my friend I must know what you intend to do with this new-found information, shall you take it as the past and a lesson to be learned; or are you going to fly into a trademark tantrum when you hear something you may not like?"



"Listen Zev, I know that I made mistakes in my life; please just know I'm doing all that I can to rectify them." Alistair looked at the elf with pleading eyes as he pulled his mother's amulet from his shirt. "I swear upon my mother's amulet, my most prized possession; I will not run and I will NOT hurt my daughter."



Zev nodded. He knew that Alistair would not swear upon that amulet if he were not being genuine. It was the only thing that the man possessed of his mother and he cherished it as a parent would their child. Zevran had to admit to the fact that Alistair still posessed it after eight years in a drunken haze spoke volumes to his true intentions at that moment. And through that broken amulet Zevran saw a fragment of the young innocent templar; Ruthi's templar, emerge from the booze stained husk of a man that stood before him. Zevran pulled himself forward in his chair and leaned his arms upon his knees. "So what is it that you would like to know first?"

[Gilgamesh1138]

LOVE this! Yay for Ali and Zev being friends again!

[VioletTheirin]

*HUGS* Couldn't have done it without you and Ladyames!!

[Lintanis]

Gilgamesh1138 wrote...

What is the DR? Translation please?

Dark Ritual I should imagine Gil 

Another good chapter loved how they kept Morrigan away, poor Nate :P

Modifié par Lintanis, 14 juin 2010 - 09:37 .