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[VioletTheirin]

Me likey!!! That is awesome E. I think the valleslins look so cool. You are so uber-talented!

[Gilgamesh1138]

So are you! I can't do cool craft things, I am horrible at them. But you do beautiful stuff. : D



Thanks for the compliment!

[VioletTheirin]

What can I say, I'm "Jedi of the Gluestick"

[Gilgamesh1138]

ROFL you are the Jedi Master of the glue stick! : D

[VioletTheirin]

Can it be a Jedi Gluestick of Truthiness??

[Gilgamesh1138]

Yes! Good for slaying Dire Bunnies!

[Slim Warden]

I love the drawing of Kai Gil, its applause worthy (I still envy thou drawing capabilities) and the drawing really go's well with her character in the story, so in a short summary fantastical.

[Gilgamesh1138]

Thanks Slim! I am so glad you like it! *HUGS*

[Gilgamesh1138]

[ladyames]

Absolutely fabulous! From my son, the creator of Rafion ... "AWESOME!!!!!"

[Gilgamesh1138]

This was a commission piece for the son of one of my reviewers. He is a cool ten year old. He wanted a young man with black hair, blue green eyes. He wanted him to have a braid like Zev and a pony tail like Duncan. And my favorite part: he wanted "emo bangs" hanging over his right eye. He is named for our own Ladyames's (Ladyamesindy on FF) dog Rafion. Her son wanted a human one. So here he is. I hope you all enjoy and please read LadyAmes's stories on FF. "Do you Trust Me?" is one of my favs, and "The Barkeep Diaries." *HUGS*



Okay, LadyAmes types too fast for me!

Modifié par Gilgamesh1138, 08 mai 2010 - 07:02 .

[ladyames]

that would be because my son was sooooo anxious to see the picture!

[Gilgamesh1138]

Well , it is his commissioned piece. : D

[Gilgamesh1138]

Chapter 82


Kai could hear the rapid beat of Zevran’s heart as he cradled her head to his chest.  She felt lips brush her hair

before he leaned her forward so Fergus could hold her while he piled pillows behind her.  Fergus gave her a bone

crushing hug, before holding her by her arms so he could look her in the face again. His expression was one she had

seen through out her life as she tagged along behind her big brother and his friends trying to mimic him with her

hero worship; fear, love and most of all exasperation. “We wondered, little sister, if we should start taking bets

on how long you would be comatose this time.”

Kai had a sense of deja vu.  “More of a case of been here, done this, my love.”  Alistair’s spoke in her ear his

voice tinged with amusement, and relief. “I am just glad I can feel you and talk to you again mi’ gra.  I was very

frightened.” 

Kai gave him a mental smile, “It scared me too.  Lets not do that again.”

“Agreed!”  She could sense the grin in his voice. “Now you just have to appease everyone else.  Good luck!”
 
“Thank you so much.”  Kai gave him a mental eye roll.

“Please tell me Wynne is not off getting more broth?  And do I dare ask how many days on the Chantry calendar I

should check off this time?”  Kai grinned at him as he let her lean back on the pillows.

“Two days, Warden. And I would have won if they had let me take wagers.  I told them there was no way you were

going to stay out for long, not if you knew what was good for ya.”  Oghren started laughing. “Wynne is off with her

mage friend, the pointy eared one, got their heads together over some book.  She said she figured you had done this

before so she wasn’t going to sit around here and watch your hair grow.”  Oghren gave a barking laugh.

“So you think ‘tis funny do you, her making us all worry and fret?”  Morrigan’s face drew into an angry scowl as

she turned back to Kai.  “Especially your poor brother!  He has not been sleeping or eating!”

“Not been sleeping or not been “sleeping,” which do you mean?”  Kai laughed.  “Though only one of those types of

‘sleep’ would give him those dark circles under his eyes.”   Kai received a growl as Morrigan’s hand raised with

blue light dancing in the palm.  Kai raised her hands in mock surrender.  Fergus made a grab for the witch locking

their fingers together while rubbling her arm with his other hand soothingly.

Fergus looked up at Morrigan. “Now love, she didn’t do it on purpose.”  Fergus turned to her with a big grin on his

face. “You didn’t do it on purpose did you?” And he laughed at her.

Morrigan tsk’d, and let go of Fergus’s hand while rolling her eyes.  “You are both mad and maddening!  ‘‘Tis a

wonder I do not turn you both to rabbits and put you both in a stew!”  Her golden eyes narrowed as she crossed her

arms glaring angrily from Kai to Fergus and back again. Kai couldn’t help but grin at the witch, Fergus’s face

mirrored her own, before Kai turned to Fergus wrinkling her nose at him as she stuck out her tongue.


“And ha, very ha dear brother!  No, I didn’t do it on purpose!.  Believe me, If I had known before I closed my

eyes, where I would wind up, had I known with whom I would have been meeting, I would have gladly stayed awake

brother dear!” 

Kai sobered quickly enough as she went on to explain how she had found herself in the “The Land of Regrets.”  She

told them about losing her connection to Alistair, and her meeting Loghain. She told them of Andraste bringing her

and Loghain together.  “He was so...sad and broken.  He told me what happened to his mother, what the Orlesians had

done to her in front of him.”  Kai felt tear welling up in her eyes, as she repeated the conversation she and

Loghain had.

“Hm, that would explain his obsessive hatred of everything Orlesian, and of anyone who even suggested, or had a

thought to work with Orlais.  Not that the Crows need an explanation as to why they are being hired, but clients

like to give one. Arl Howe, the weasel faced man?”  Zev looked at Kai who nodded, “Told me that Loghain was hiring

us to stop Grey Wardens from working with the Orlesians.  Again, the Crows did not care about the reason, the money

had been paid.  It did seem strange though, as the Orlesians had withdrawn from the borders of Ferelden by then. 

Looking back, this too makes sense as to why Loghain agreed to let Howe hire The Crows.  This Howe creature would

have made  Antivans blush.  He knew what strings to pull on Loghain while gathering money and power for his own

ends.”  

“Fah, you are far more forgiving than I would be sister.  Loghain allowed himself to be manipulated like some

novice mage by a demon from the Fade.  ‘Twas his own fault, and his own failings that lead him there.  Though it

does fit with what Alistair and I were told.”
 
“Hey did witchy-poo call me by my name?  Maybe she is warming to me after all!”  Alistair’s voice quipped in her

ear.  Kai made mental shushing noises while stifling a laugh.

She cocked an eyebrow at Morrigan who waved her hand dismissively.  “‘Tis lucky for you that the Chasind Dream Net

was not magicked to keep the fool templar out of my dreams for dire emergencies.  Together we managed to find,

‘boogity boo lady?’”  Morrigan’s look of confusion, a rare sight, almost made Kai burst into giggles.  She had to

bite her lip while she nodded.  The witche’s brows drew together in annoyance, “‘Twas most arrogant an answer we

received from her.  She informed us that you were sent to a place not of either Fade realm to make a decision. Of

course that fool Alistair, did not stand for that.  Before I could say one word to ‘Miss High-and- Mighty,’ 

Alistair had put his face in hers and told the woman off, he threatened to follow her all over the Fade never

giving her a moments rest. He informed the chit,”  Kai really had to stifle a laugh at,  Andraste, Maker’s bride

being called a ‘chit.’  “She had best take him to you.  ‘Twas most impressive.”  Morrigan looked slightly awed.

“Twould be best if the buffoon does not know I said that.” 

“Oh, too late for that witchy-poo!  I am so going to bring that up in her dreams!”  Alistair sounded like a little

boy anticipating teasing a sibling. 

“If you want her to stay warmed to you , you may not want to do that.”  Kai grinned, “And you may not want to if

you don’t want to find that Chasind Dream Net with more pins in the doll. Or nails, or razors...”
“Point taken my love!”  She felt his mental shudder and smirked.

“All right, well a couple of days with no major wounds, time I was up.  I have been lazing in bed too long.”  Kai

smiled at Fergus and Zev and held out her hands for them to help her out of bed.

“Are you sure you should little sister?” Fergus took her hand reluctantly.

“Since when has ‘should she,’ been of concern to your dear sister?”  Zevran’s voice was smooth, too smooth.  And

when she looked she saw he had his mask in place.  He was smiling but it didn’t reach his eyes.  Oh my, she could

feel a talk coming on. Or she would at least try and get him to talk. He wrapped his hand on hers and between him

and Fergus got her up on her feet.

Kai felt as though her legs were made of lead until her body had time to adjust to being upright.  Kai wanted,

first and foremost, to see the twins.  But she needed a bath desperately, if the scent of blood and woodsmoke were

any indication.  Since Oghren often smelt like a privy and beer on a good day, and both Fergus and Zevran appeared

to be unsmudged, the smell must be her. She walked over to the bathtub and turned the faucets to start the hot

water flowing into the tub.

“Come on my dwarven friend, time for us to tell the others she is awake.”  Kai watched Fergus clap Oghren on the

back.
 
“Aw, but the Warden is about to take her clothes off.”  The dwarf gave a low and mischievous chuckle, “This is

gettin’ good.”
 
“I thought we might open a keg to celebrate.”  Fergus grinned at the dwarf.

“Well why didn’t you say so? The Warden is good lookin’ an all, for a human, but beer well...”  Oghren clapped

Fergus on the back, “Say no more friend!”  And they headed out of the door.  She couldnt’ help but laugh at them. 

Kai had expected Morrigan to follow them but she lingered. 


“I will go and tell Wynne, Fiona, and the bubble headed bard that you are awake.  Sister I...”  Kai found herself

wrapped tight in Morrigan’s arms.  The hug lasted all of a few seconds and was so fast Kai barely had time to

register that it had happened at all. 

“I know,  I love you too, sister.”  Kai stroked the witch’s cheek.
 
“‘Twas going to say, sister, if you ever do that again I shall turn you into a frog and dine on your legs.” 

Morrigan’s golden eyes were narrowed, but there was an ever so slight quirk at the corner of her lips.  And with

that she turned and stalked from the room. 

“Zev, I...”  Kai started, but he just shook his head and put a finger to her lips.  He then followed Morrigan.  Kai

huffed to herself as she poured bath salts into the swirling water.    When the smell of rose, lavender, and cloves

drifted with the steam , Kai turned off the faucets, undressed and stepped into the bath.  She had just settled

back and closed her eyes, when she heard the sound of someone stepping into the water.
 
She cocked one eye open to see Zev joining her. She smiled at him. She pictured a lamppost covered in snow, “I

thought you were mad at me.” He still did not smile back.  Okay... maybe he was planning on drowning her and

putting her out of his misery and a lamppost wouldn’t be necessary?  He only grunted and reached for the cake of

sweet creamy soap, and indicated she should put her back to him.  Well, if he was going to drown her, might as well

let him and get it over with.  She felt his nimble fingers working the soap into her hair.  The moist atmosphere

was soon filled with the scent of honey, rosemary, apple, and hint of cinnamon.  It was her favorite, she had

wanted to smell like an apple pie she had told Nan once long ago.  Nan had told her that it would be funny for her

to smell exactly like a pie, so they had compromised.   She and Nan had created the soap on one of those long ago

childhood days when Nan was attempting to teach her how to be more ‘domestic.’   The recipe for the soap had stuck,

the Kai being ‘domestic,’ not so much.

His strong fingers kneaded her scalp leaving pleasant tingling in their wake.  When he began to stroked the muscles

of her neck and up the back of her head, a groan escaped her lips.  The muscles were so tense, and she hadn’t

realized until Zev’s ministrations had caused them to relax.  She realized that despite their being lovers, she had

never had him give her a massage.  Oh, he had offered once, back during the Blight, when she had thought he was

only interested in bedding her for fun and maybe to fulfill his contract with the Crows.  Add to that she and

Alistair were already lovers by then.  She had turned him down. Though she had to admit, back then a part of her

had wondered if he only talked a good game. 

His fingers were trailing along her shoulders, kneading scars of long ago battles, and more recent ones along with

the muscles there.  His fingers may have been making her shoulders less tense, but he was certainly making her more

anxious in other ways.

She found him gently pulling her backwards rinse the soap out of her hair.  She closed her eyes as she lay back in

the water and let him rub her hair getting the soap and bubbles out of her black curls.  She almost felt herself

drifting off when she realized that his fingers had stopped moving.  She opened her eyes to see his amber ones

staring at her.  He reached out a finger and traced the skin of her features.  “Kaidana, how and when did you get

these Dalish vallaslin on your face?  I have always meant to ask, but the opportunity never seemed to present

itself.  But I find myself curious, especially since I have had to stare them for the last two days, as I have for

many days before in the past, wondering if you would waken this time.”  Kai felt guilt stab at her with his remark

about her repeat feat of daring do... going comatose, again.
 
She rose up to face him, water sluicing down her torso from her wet hair.  She put a hand to her face, running her

fingers along her the tops of her eyebrows, the spot on her forehead, and her chin, as if she might feel the

tattoos imprinted on the skin there.  “You know, I always forget that they’re there.  I’m not one for looking at

myself constantly in a mirror the way so many noble women seem want to do.”  She grinned at him but he didn’t

return it, he just waited.
 
She plowed on.  “And it was because of the nobles that I had it done.  I was sixteen, and at some stupid party my

parents’ had to throw for their simpering and shallow peers.   I overheard one of the petulant wives of a Bann

talking to my mother about arranging a political marriage for me.  The idea of marrying, let alone being touched,

by most of their slack jawed-idiot sons  had me running right to the Dalish man who lived here in Highever.  He had

married a city elf from here, you see.  He knew how to do vallaslins.  I had always wanted one, and had planned to

get one, somewhere else on my body.  It would have been just to drive my mum around the bend a bit, teenage

rebellion of a sort.  But putting it on my face went directly to dissuading the noble’s brats from developing any 

interest in me. My mother was less than pleased.  And because of that overheard conversation, I trained my rogue

skills  harder than ever after that.  Which probably lead to Duncan’s to desire to recruit me.”  She gave an

cynical laugh.  “I never realized how much of what I wanted back then, that I actually got.  I didn’t wind up some

bored wife being forced to sit at teas and talk about the latest fashions while my noble husband went off to roger

his mistress, or three. I became a Grey Warden, ‘Hero of Ferelden,’ mother to two beautiful children.  I have a

group of elite spies, warriors, rogues, and even merchants and armorers.  I used to dream of being a hero.  If I

had known then what I know now...”  Kai found herself drifting off in thought.

“And if you had Kaidana?”  Zev’s face still had its mask on.  But he seemed to be waiting for something.  For what

she was to say next?  He seemed to be waiting as if what she was going to say was of great importance.  She

wondered when this conversation had gotten so serious. 

“I would choose to do the same as I did then.  To train hard, to be a rogue, to be a Grey Warden. All of the best

things, the worst too, but all of the best things have happened in my life because I chose the path I did.  They

lead me to Duncan, Alistair, Morrigan, Leli, Sten, Oghren, Shale, and Argus.  I have my children. I have both old

and new friends, and wonderful people that fill my life.  And I still have Alistair in a way.  And I have you

Zevran Arainai.  I am one of the most fortunate people in all of Thedas.”  She moved forward to let her breasts

brush his chest.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in to put her lips to his.

 At first he was unmoving, and just as she was about to withdraw, his arms wrapped around her in tight bands. One

hand snaked up her neck, his long fingers tangling in her wet hair.  The other hand crushed her torso to his.  She

clawed his back restlessly a purr vibrating against his lips from her own throat.  He nibbled at her mouth, and

then his lips left hers.  She was about to open her eyes out of curiosity, when she felt his lips brushing her

eyelids, one than the other.  She gasped surprised by how erotic such a move was.  His lips trailed over her face

kissing her tattoos, making the skin tingle and other parts of her tingle too.  His mouth found hers briefly to

break off and trail the vallaslin on her chin, and continue down her throat.  He leaned her back as his mouth kept

going, his tongue torturing the hard points of one breast than the other.  Her breath was coming out in gasps and

cries. 

Then he lifted her up again his voice was husky, “I think your back needs washing my dear Kai.”  She had only a

moment to be mildly annoyed as he was doing such wonderful things to her front.  But the way his fingers raced

across her back dragging soap and silken lather on her already sensitive skin, made her grip the edge of the tub

arching into hands like a cat.  His fingers moved her wet hair, and the soft scrape of teeth on the back of her

neck when he entered her had her crying out. 

He leaned her back again him his mouth and teeth worrying her neck and shoulder, while soap covered hands played

along her front. His fingers skimmed the skin along her sides and across swollen nipples and down below her belly

to tease and entice.  He sent her flying, and she wrapped an arm around his neck while her body shuddered.  
She knew that he had not...well. “Zev,” her voice sounded breathy to her own ears. 

“Hm?” He lifted her chin with one hand an bit her neck causing her to do a sharp intake of breath.

“What.. about... you?”  She could hardly get a sentence out.  His only response seemed to be a feral growl.  So, he

couldn’t talk either. It only made the unbearable need, slowly building again, even more arousing; to know he was

as undone as she.   She grasped his hand that cupped her breast, and brought his fingers to her lips.  She gently

bit and sucked on first one fingertip and then the others, causing him to groan into her neck. “Go with me, Zev.” 

And they moved together, the world spinning madly around them as she found herself chanting his name like a mantra

as she toppled over the edge yet again. She felt his mouth lock onto her neck as his own body trembled and he

curled against her curved back, his own breath releasing in spurts.  They were both leaning forward grasping the

side of the bathtub, their hands to next to each others on the stone.  Kai was focusing on  trying to keep her legs

from just folding under her. 

She felt his face nuzzle into her wet hair  near her ear. His voice was gravely and low, whispering  in Antivan,

“Mi cielo, te quiero.”  And then he buried his face further in her neck and she thought she heard him make a slight

sob.  “Por favor no me dejes nunca así de nuevo.” 

“Zev, what do you mean don’t leave you like that again?” She turned to face him, grasping his face with her hands

to make him look at her.  “What has you so...”  She didnt’ want to use the word frightened, that scared her even

more to think that he was. “worried? I mean I have been deeply asleep before due to exhaustion, like right after

Fort Drakon.”

He raised his eyes to hers, a tear rolling down his cheek, her stomach lurched.  “No mi cielo, not like after Fort

Drakon.  I could not get any response at all.  You were so pale and you barely breathed.  It was as if you had been

poisoned again. I had thought you were, and Wynne had gone with the others to Highever.  I don’t know how many

hours you had been like that, I had fallen asleep as well. I put you on Rhia and  had Luna follow, and I rode with

you as fast as I could. I did not want to alarm the others, nor your Scaths.

 I caught up wtih Wynne, and made some excuse about a wound missed and that you were exhausted to the others. 

Wynne tried to use her spirit helper again...”  He put a finger to her lips before she could protest how foolish

that had been.  Wynne would run out of years on her life if she kept doing that.  She had already sacrificed, who

knew how many years saving Kai and the twins when Kai had been poisoned. “You need not worry for the lusciously

endowed Wynne.  I said she tried, not that she succeeded.  Her helper was blocked, completely.  She described it as

a wall, and they could not get through.  That you were behind that wall, that much she could feel.  We grabbed

Morrigan, made some excuses to the others; and then Wynne, our delightfully dangerous witch, and myself all took

you back here.  We would have lied to Fergus, but Morrigan insisted he know the truth.  The rest, I think we

managed to persuade nothing untoward was happening. Morrigan thought Alistair might know more, so she took a

sleeping draught and went into the Fade.  The rest was as she told you.” 

Kai found him crushing her to his chest again cradling her while he just whispered ‘mi cielo’ over and over again.

While Kai loved being snuggled  into his arms, the water was becoming cool and uncomfortable.  Zev, Zevran...  I

think it is time we got out of the bath. I don’t know about you, but I am turning into a raisin, and the water is

getting cold.”  She pulled back slightly so she could look him in the face and kiss his lips lightly, before she

pulled away and climbed out of the tub.  She took a towel and wrapped it around herself, and handed one to Zevran.
She dried off  her skin and she sat on the edge of the bed to dry her hair while Zev went to the armories she to

pull out cloths for the both of them.  When he came back he held not only a pile of clothing, but a small wooden

box.  He set the clothing  down behind him as he turned to face her with the box, which he set in his towel covered

lap.  Kai tried to read his expression, his mask was gone, but it was a expression she was not familiar with.  He

looked down at his lap and his cheeks were darker.  Maker, was this Zevran’s embarrassed look?  She wished she had

a paper and charcoal stick to draw it.
 
“Kai...Kaidana, I had thought to wait to give this to you, until Winter Solstice.  But I am an Antivan and we know

how short life can be, how precarious. We are taught from an early age to take it as it comes and enjoy it as much

as possible.   I realized when I thought we had lost you, that I had lost you, that I had waited too long; and

missed the opportunity, the same opporutnity that I had never had with Rinna.  And now that you are here with me

again, I intend to wait no longer.” 

She watched him do something she had never thought to see him do.  He pulled at the fingers of one hand with the

other. She covered his hands with hers.  He looked her in the eyes, his amber one staring into hers.  “With Rinna,

I never did tell her...tell her what she meant to me, how much I...how much I loved her.  I told myself at the time

that I could not tell her, that Vimaro would find out and do something to her or  to me.  I told myself I was

protecting her by not telling her my feelings.  That the earrings were enough.”  Kai squeezed his hands.  “But

Vimaro had her killed, and he would have had me to do it.  He had known all along how I felt about her.  I was

fooling myself Kaidana.  I wasn’t protecting Rinna, I was protecting myself, as I have always done.”  He put a

finger to her lips yet again, stopping her.  “I know you will say that it is not surprising given my childhood. 

But the truth is my beautiful, Kaidana, I was afraid. And now I find myself with a bigger fear than admitting my

feelings. When I could not wake you, I was struck with the fear that I had not told the only woman, other than

Rinna, that I loved her and that that  woman was about to lie dead before me.  You do realize my dear Kai, that I

have never said that I love you?  You have said it to me, but I have never said it to you..” 
“Zev, I lo...”  He put his lips to hers to stop her this time.
 
“No, I love you.”  He grasped her chin, his amber eyes bore into her blue ones.  Then he held out the little wooden

box to her.  Kai took it.  The wood was white Rowan wood, and it was ornately carved with vines, rabbits, foxes, an

apple tree, and the moon and stars.  The moon and stars were inlaid with silver, while the apples on the little 

tree were in gold. 

“Zev it’s beautiful!”  She turned it over in her hands. 

He chuckled. No my dear Kaidana, mi cielo, the real gift is inside the box.  Kai smiled at him while cocking an

eyebrow at him.  She lifted the lid and inside was a dark green velvet bag.  She un-knotted the string and tipped

the bag upside down.  Into her palm fell a silver earring made to look like an ivy vine, and she could see that it

was meant to ‘climb’ along the outside curve of her ear.  And there was a ring.  Kai picked it up.  It looked like

no metal she had ever seen, and it was light, not heavy.  It looked familiar but she couldn’t place the material it

was made from.  It was intricately carved with ivy and knot work all around the band.  Zev took the earring from

her lap and gently removed Rinna’s earring from her ear.  And then it struck her, Rinna’s earring.  That is what

she would always think of it as.  Zev had had an earring made just for her.  She felt his fingertips brush her ear

as he settled the ornament into place. 

Kai automatically put her hand up to touch the earring, feeling the way the metal leaves curved with  her ear. She

recognized it as the work of the jeweler here in Highever.  That is where Zev had disappeared to on Satinalia.   “I

know that we can never be wed by the Chantry...” Kai gave  a derisive and unladylike snort, causing Zev to chuckle,

 “But we have never been much for tradition you and I.  I pledge myself to you Kaidana, to your children, for the

rest of my life however long that may be.  I swear to protect you and them, unto death. There is nothing I will not

do for you or for them. On this I swear to you.”  And Zev slipped the ring onto the middle finger of her left hand.

Kai felt tears falling down her cheeks.  But what he said next almost did her in completely.  “I know that Alistair

is your soulmate.  But I pledge myself as your lifemate, if you will have me.”  Kai felt her throat tighten up and

no words would come out.  She simply nodded and grabbed his face with her hands an kissed him tenderly. They held

each other for a while until one of them shivered due to a lack of clothing.
 
It was she was dressing when the new ring caught her eye in the sunlight of the window, and she saw the fine grain

running in horizontal stripes across the ring and it came to her that it was made of, Ironbark.  The Dalish used it

for weapons, in fact Kai had helped collect it in the Brecillian Forest.  Zev had given her a Dalish work of art,

which he could only have bought when they were with Lanaya’s clan.  He must have bought it before Erys’ betrayal. 

He had been thinking of her, even when she thought he had hated her.  It made her heart constrict painfully, but

this time in a good way.  And then it struck her, what to do with all of Kylon’s men so they wouldn’t be discovered

ever again.  She the answer was sitting right there on her finger.

Modifié par Gilgamesh1138, 10 mai 2010 - 05:05 .

[LadyAly]

Finally I catched up the story - I so envy you. I wish I could push my limited knowledge of english to write such an amazing story - and yet you write 2 more. Keep going

[Gilgamesh1138]

LadyA thank you sweetie! But you write so well considering English is not your mother tongue! If my German were better, I would try and read you works. But I thank you! Danke Schoen meinen fruenden! : D I am glad you are enjoying it.

[Gilgamesh1138]

Okay Chapter 5 & 6 with grammar corrected by my awesome beta Janni, all up.

[Gilgamesh1138]

Bump for those who like to re-read now that I found a great beta who fixes grammar.  Her name in Janni, and she rocks! :wub:

[Gilgamesh1138]

Chapter 83



Zev linked his hand with hers as they walked down the corridor making their way past the atrium towards the dining

hall.  Kai hated to admit it – she had never been much for jewelry – but she couldn't stop herself from glancing

every few moments at the beautiful ironbark ring sitting on her finger.  And it wasn’t just because it had given

her an idea, a plan, for Kylon’s men and their families.  Though she would only admit to Zev and Fergus (maybe) and

Ali (who knew everything she felt anyways), the ring made her heart swell and shine like the moon. 
 
And even when she wasn’t looking at it, she could feel it sitting on her skin, hugging her finger like a well-known

lover.  Maker, you wouldn’t think a simple band of carved wood and an adornment would cause such silly

emotionalism.  Get a hold of yourself, girl! Kai mentally chastised herself.  Only one other thing had ever made

her giddy like this...Alistair’s rose.  The rose which she had safely tucked away into a special box that was made

for it.  She wondered if she couldn’t take a petal of it to the elven jeweler here in Highever and have him make it

into a pendant. That way, she could have the symbols of the two loves of her life with her always. 
 
“Hm, it is a shame I never got to put a ring on your finger.”  Alistair’s voice sounded wistful in her ear.
 
“My love, if you had given me a ring, it would have been bent, scratched, and more than likely mangled beyond

recognition with all the fighting we were doing.  Not to mention that I have no idea what archdemon blood would

have done to a precious metal.  And your rose is worth more to me than any piece of jewelry.  When you gave it to

me, it was the first time I realized I was in love with you.”  Kai gave him a smile
 
“I know, sometimes I wish I had been able to give you a ring... and a big wedding.”  Alistair’s voice had taken on

a rascally quality.  “All dressed in toile and lace, looking like a meringue.  Oh you would have looked

so...confection-ary!”
 
“The ring I would have gladly taken, but the big wedding?  Ugh! I am so glad to have avoided that!”  Kai heard him

snicker.  “Oh, you!  Ha, very ha!  I think you made up that word ‘confection-ary’!” 
 
“’Edible,’ then?” he asked with a brazen grin.
 
“Oh you are a bad, bad person!” Kai laughed at him.
 
“Do you hate me?” he returned with a chuckle.
 
“Oh, you have no idea how much!” 
 
“Saucy!  Promise to show me?”  She could picture his lopsided grin and raised eyebrow.
 
“Wait until I show up in the Fade.  I am sure I can come up with a suitable demonstration,” she grinned.  “Just

remember, my love, you gave me more than just a fancy ring or an elaborate ceremony.”
 
“A floral arrangement and two buns in the oven?”  Kai couldn’t help but burst out laughing, which had Zevran

looking at her with a raised eyebrow.  He mouthed, “Alistair?”  Kai nodded giving him a quick kiss. He grinned and

squeezed her hand.
 
“You are a smart-aleck, good thing I love you...I think.”  She laughed and gave him a mental wink.  “The answer,

cheeky monkey, is that you gave your heart for mine.”  She wrinkled her nose at him.
 
He laughed.  “I love you too, mi’gra.  I think your idea for the refugees is a good one.”
 
“Hm, provided I can get people to set possible prejudices aside and we can find the Dalish to ask.  They have been

staying away from humans more now, and I don’t blame them.” 
 
Kai and Zev walked into the dining hall where she had called together some of her Scaths and her friends.  Only

Fiona, Wynne, Fergus, Morrigan, Oghren and, the newest to take the vallaslin, Keiron were there.  Keiron had signed

on as an official Scath, which had surprised her, but he’d explained that it would be good to have a noble in her

arsenal.  A noble, obviously, was better able to mix with the higher levels of society.  He had just come back from

a trip to Denerim and one of Anora’s meetings.  
 
Her Scaths were at weapons practice or scattered about the castle. Zaeed was leading the training session.  Naseel,

she knew, was handling some of the reports and paperwork.  Especially the report on exactly who had been the noble

lickspittle who had discovered the soldiers at West Hill.  That person, or persons, was going to have a day of

reckoning, on that she made a solemn vow.  She expected it to take a few moments for Naseel, Zaeed and the few

others she had invited to arrive.
 
Fiona and a servant came forward holding Fi and Duncan.  Zev grabbed Fi and Kai, Duncan.  She couldn’t help but

spend a few minutes placing kisses on their fat little cheeks and talking to them.  Maker she had missed them!  She

just drank in their sweet baby smell, soft skin, and noticed that their hair was changing color.  Fi’s had been

darker right after she was born, but that had fallen out a few days after leaving behind a light fuzz of blond down

that made her look as though she had almost no hair at all.  Now Fi’s hair was darkening and showing the same red

in it that Alistair’s had had, but she had Kai’s curls.  Duncan’s hair was dark brown and straight and thick like

Ali’s.  Kai had no idea how Ali had looked as a baby.  Fi didn’t look like Oren who had looked like Fergus, at

least according to her parents after Oren had arrived.  Kai figured Fi looked just like her papa.  Duncan seemed to

be more of a mixture of both his parents, but he leaned more towards looking like Oren had as baby.  They kept

changing so much and so fast, and they were both the most beautiful babies in the whole of Thedas.  Of that she was

absolutely certain. 
 
“I agree whole heartedly, my love.”  And she could hear the pride in Alistair’s voice. 
 
“Scathach?”  Kai looked up from her babies and grinned at Zaeed, who returned the smile.  Naseel, Gnat, Jarren and

Rajed came in behind him. 
 
Kai motioned for them all to sit.  And when they had, she sat herself down next to Zev and Fi, while she adjusted

Duncan to sit on her lap.  “I know you all are aware of what happened with those soldiers and their families.  And

I know that while I was resting, Zevran had you looking into the how, why, and whom.”  Resting?  More like tripping

the not so light fantastic in the not so much the Fade, she thought to herself.
 
With this Keiron broke in, striking the flat of his hand on the scarred wooden surface of the table with such force

it vibrated.  “I can answer that one for you, Scathach!  It was my own sodding father!”  His face was red and

angry.  Kai had never seen Keiron’s face wearing anything other than a happy-go-lucky smile.  The twins, who had

been chirping, got quiet, as did everyone else.
 
“The bloody bastard!  True to my groveling, sniveling, cowardly, ancestral roots he not only sided with the little

viper on the throne, but he also aided in the killing of innocents and selling our own people into slavery!” 
 
Naseel put a calming hand on Keiron’s arm.  “Scathach, Bann Ceorlic found out through a servant who had traveled to

West Hill to meet family.  The Bann heard the servant’s comments about a new influx of strangers and...”
 
“And used that information to lick Anora’s hindend for favors!”  Keiron’s eyes narrowed and the hand resting on the

table clenched into a fist.  “I always knew my lot were cowards.  I always figured that cowardice was why my

grandfather sided with Meghren and Orlais, and why my father is siding with the viper.  Bunch of men with no balls

at all in my family tree.  But to do it for money and favors!  Which is just what that hapless progenitor who calls

himself my father did!  I was there, I saw the bodies.  I can’t believe he had a part in that.”  Kai watched

Keiron’s face turn even redder with anger and embarrassment, his eyes bright.
 
“Keiron, you can’t take that on yourself.  Please, by Andraste’s flaming knickers, don’t follow my example in that

arena!”  Kai’s mind flashed to the “Land of Regrets.”  Maker don’t let him wind up like Loghain!  “Look, I know I

am not always the best leader, but please know this – we will deal with that bridge when we cross it.  And I

promise, on my own father’s honor and the Cousland name, I will consult you about what you think we should do with

your father when we finally unseat Anora.  I won’t have you feeling the way she did when Loghain got justice.  She

had no say.  You will.”  Kai held up a hand before he could say he wanted the bastard dead. 
 
Kai could see the shame and hurt in his eyes.  He loved his father still even if he was terribly angry at the man

right now.  She looked him in the eyes until he nodded.  Naseel patted his arm again, and Zaeed put a hand on his

shoulder.  Kai was pleased to see her other Scaths flanking him and supporting him.  They must have known who the

traitor was before she did.  They were a family and, by Andraste’s flaming sword, she would not let him torture

himself over this. 
 
Kai decided to move on; her plan needed to be implemented as soon as possible.  She didn’t want to think it, but

the others could be found out too.  Maker, something as simple as a servant talking after visiting family.  Her

idea, if all parties agreed, should prevent that kind of accidental discovery from ever happening again. 
 
“I have a plan for the refugees.  All of them...” Kai began.
 
“Is it a cunning plan, Warden?” Oghren began to laugh and sway in his seat. 
 
Kai couldn’t help but grin at the dwarf.  “Well that depends, my drunken friend.”
 
“On what Scathach?” Naseel rolled her eyes at Oghren.
 
“On whether we can get the parties who would need to be involved to agree.”  And Kai went on to explain what she

had in mind.  Everyone sat and stared at her for such a long moment, Kai began to wonder if it was too “cunning” a

plan, to borrow Oghren’s quip.  Kai rubbed Duncan’s soft hair with her chin. 
 
“’Tis so insane it just might work, sister.”  Morrigan gave her a lift of her lips and a cocked eyebrow.  “ And I

shall go and seek out the Keeper Lanaya.  Since she talked the rest of the elven clans into fighting a Blight,

treaty or no, surely she can talk them into having the elves take in the refugees as clansmen.” 
 
“Thank you, sister.  I think you had best head out in bird form today?  And that means, Naseel, I need you to send

out word either by Procule globe or Scath messenger to tell the remaining refugees what has happened and what is

going on.  Tell my Scaths to be discreet.  I don’t want to cause a panic amongst the refugees.”  Kai looked at

Naseel, who nodded. 
 
“It will be done Scathach,” Naseel crossed her chest with her arms in a salute. 
 
“Well, Warden, it seems to be a cunning plan, all right.  If you can get all the nug humping parties to agree to

it, that is.”  Oghren belched loudly and swigged his tankard.  “Hey, Warden, will this take us close to Lake

Calenhad and The Spoiled Princess?  The way you and the painted elf have been gettin’ it on lately makes me miss

Felsi.” 
 
Felsi!  Oh Andraste’s holy knickers!  Kai remembered some important news, news she was supposed to deliver.  News

that she had lost a round of cards to deliver.  Kai sighed to herself.  Bloody hell!  “No time like the present my

love!  Time to suck it in and get on with it, right?”  Alistair was right of course, but the fact that he was

laughing was not helping. 
 
“Wait until I get to the Fade!”  Kai groused at him.
 
“I am sorry, my love.  I promise you can punish me.”  Again, he started a laughing fit.  “But you have to admit,

this would be funny if it weren’t you.”  Kai huffed.
 
“Um, Oghren, before you go, I have something important to tell you.”  Kai felt herself flushing.  “Well, Felsi had

a message for you.  And with all that was going on, I didn’t have the chance...”  Kai looked at everyone else still

sitting in the room.  She made motions towards the door with her head, but they all pretended to be struck blind. 

Alistair laughed even harder.  She rolled her eyes. 
 
“Well, you see, Felsi.... well...”
 
“By the Stone, spit it out already, Warden!”
 
“Bah!  What my sister is trying to tell you, you drunken smelly lout, is that you impregnated the female dwarf

up!” Morrigan stood up with her hands on her hips and glared down at Oghren.
 
“Morrigan!”  Kai squealed.  Alistair continued to laugh until he was wheezing.  Zev was chuckling under his

breath.  And the rest of the room suddenly filled with coughs that sounded suspiciously like suppressed laughter.
 
“What?  ‘Twas the bubble headed bard who mentioned it, and she had it from listening in on Wynne telling Fiona. 

‘Tis apparent the only one who did not know that this inebriated cretin had impregnated some poor unfortunate was

the foul mouthed buffoon himself.” 
 
Morrigan crossed her arms over her chest as the surrounding coughs became full fledged laughter.  Alistair was

gasping.  Zevran gave a full throated laugh.  Even the twins were giggling, imitating those around them.
 
“If we had waited for you to spit it out, sister, ‘tis a certainty we would have been here for a decade.  I had

thought to speed things up, since I have places to go and elves to seek.  ‘Tis the task you just gave me, is it

not?”  Kai put her face in one hand, groaning, while she waved Morrigan away with the other.
 
Morrigan went to the doorway of the dining room where she gave Fergus a lingering kiss and turned into a falcon

that perched on the arm Fergus proffered before he launched Morrigan’s feathered form into the sky.  Fergus’ eyes

followed her until she was out of sight.  Kai hated to separate them.  She knew what that was like.  Sighing to

herself, she looked to see the rest of the room were wiping their eyes and rising to go about their tasks. 
 
When Kai dared to look at Oghren to see how he was taking the news, it was to see the bench empty.  Kai cocked an

eyebrow.  Was Oghren so upset by the news he had left in a huff?  Kai was about to rise.  Zev, who had been playing

with Fi and Duncan by making a coin appear and disappear in his quick fingers, put a hand on her arm, stopping

her. 
 
“If you are looking for our dwarven friend, he is under the table passed out.  Do not worry, my dear Kaidana.  I do

not think he is upset by the news.”  Zev grinned at her.
 
“Well, that’s a relief.  Morrigan’s way is a little...straight forward.”  Kai smiled back at him.
 
“Oh, although he may not be upset by the news, the question, mi cielo, is will he even remember it later?  You may

have to tell him after all.”  Zev chuckled as Kai felt her face pale, and Alistair started laughing all over

again. 
 
Sod it!  Some days it didn’t pay to get out of bed!

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Chapter 84

Kai was surprised by the discovery of having something she didn’t usually have – more leisure time.  She did of

course have paperwork, reports to read, the intel on Anora’s abuses, monies to be distributed, instructions for her

Scaths (not to mention training with the Scaths), and pleas for assistance to The Silver Griffon. 
 
And Kai found herself running the country more and more even if she was doing so “behind the curtain” so to speak. 

The management of trade, crop storage, and the distribution of goods were all things Anora was supposed to be doing

and wasn’t.  Anora’s inattention forced Kai, Eamon, Teagan, and the other nobles who were actually still working

for Ferelden to struggle with these things.  Having to work on them covertly made the job even more monumental. 

Kai blessed Andraste’s holy knickers that she had such competent and loyal men and women to work with, as there was

no way she could have done it without their help. 
 
Thinking of the nobles led Kai’s musings to Keiron.  He had been upset, but had managed to put it behind a mask of

fake jocularity and devil-may-care flamboyance.  He had gone back to his father, claiming he had been away due to a

wench and now it was over.  He was acting the noble fop who had no cares other than what he drank or what soft,

curved, and perfumed company he kept, while spying for her.  Kai only hoped he wouldn’t let his father’s treachery

eat at him.  It was hard enough playing a false role, well mostly false.  Keiron did have some of those traits, he

was just playing them to the hilt.
 
Kai spent her mornings and part of the afternoons dealing with the day to days.  But evenings were for her, the

twins, and anyone else who might like to tag along with two growing infants.  Kai figured she was going to be away

from them once Morrigan and the few remaining Scaths returned.  Time with them was precious and not to be wasted. 

She and Zev took them for their first swim.  She spent the warm Ferelden evenings in the garden with the bees,

lying on a blanket reading by lantern light when the sky had turned dark, and the twins lay sleeping between her

and Zev.
 
It was when she had begun to count too many of those wonderful blissful evenings on the Chantry calendar Olwyna

hung in the kitchen, that she started to worry.  All of her Scaths had reported in, until only Morrigan’s presence

and report were the remaining absence.  Fergus was beside himself.  Kai only admitted to Zev and Naseel that she

too was becoming anxious, not wanting to add to Fergus’s already agitated demeanor.
 
She did have a distraction though.  Oghren hadn’t needed to be retold the news that he was going to be a daddy.  In

fact, any congratulations or comments of any sort, or even no comment at all, were enough to send Oghren for the

nearest alcoholic beverage in whatever form he could find it. 
 
Olwyna had shot to the moon when she had found her cooking wine missing.  When she had found the culprit passed out

cold, she had taken lather and a razor and shaved his facial hair completely off.  And she was good.  Oghren’s chin

was as smooth as a baby’s bottom.
 
She then took poor Oghren, carrying him like a large sack of potatoes (as if he weighed no more than one of the

twins), and marched him out to Lake Highever.  She had dumped the dwarf unceremoniously in the lake and proceeded

to lather him up with soap, clothes and all.  Kai was convinced her gentle ministrations were going to drown Oghren

if she wasn’t careful.  
 
It seemed that as soon the cold water and Oghren met, he came back to life.  But Olwyna was sober and strong.

Oghren’s struggles and yelling, which got less creative as the dance went on, did not faze Olwyna one bit.  When

his mouth got too vulgar for her taste, she dunked him, holding him there until he bubbled, and then she drug him

up gasping for air.
 
“Now see that you don’t drink my cooking wine ever again!  And by Andraste’s ass, get your sodding carcass to Lake

Calenhad and see the mother of your child.  Let that smooth face of yours remind you while the beard is itching as

it’s growing back, that you are the man and not the baby, you sorry sack of Ceffyl dung!”  And with that Olwyna

plucked Oghren up, dumped him on the bank and waded calmly out of the lake and walked her way back to the castle.
 
Kai caught Zev’s chuckle, “That woman never ceases to entertain.  What a truly delightful creature.”  Kai grinned

at him before kissing him lightly on the lips and going to look after Oghren. 
 
“Blasted woman!  She is worse than the Archdemon and the whole darkspawn army put together!  She shaved me!”  Kai

had to press her lips together to keep from laughing.  Oghren was a sight without the facial hair.  He actually

looked younger, and well...Kai shook her head and clapped him on the shoulder.  “SHE SODDING SHAVED ME, Warden!” 
 
“Perhaps, my dwarven friend, you should not steal from her kitchen?  I am an ex-Crow, and I would not dare to take

from her domain.  Especially if my skills were as bad as yours.”  Zev had come around to Oghren’s other side and

nodded to Kai and then at the dwarf, grabbing him under the arms to lift him.  “Let this be a lesson to you. 

Embrace it as an experience from which to gain wisdom, no?”
 
“Huh, I suppose yer right.  I will take this moment to say I need to go see Felsi, elf, if only to keep Fergus from

having to find another cook.”  Oghren grunted and rubbed his now nude face.  “Lucky for me it ain’t Winter.  A man

could catch cold and die being naked like this!” 
 
Kai motioned to Jarren who, along with a good number of Highever castle’s inhabitants, had been watching the show. 

“Jarren, will you take Oghren and get him packed, and will you take a couple of Ceffyls and ride with him to Lake

Calenhad when you go to see Timothy, please?” 
 
Jarren smiled, nodded and gave Kai a cross armed salute, “My pleasure, Scathach, especially now that our drunken

friend has had an impromptu bath.”  Jarren grinned at her before putting a friendly hand on Oghren’s shoulder and

walking with him back to the castle.
 
The crowd began to disperse since the show had ended.  A dark haired serving girl wearing her locks in a style

similar to Morrigan’s reminded Kai of her sister.  “Zev, it has been too long.  We need to ride to the forest,

start seeking the elves.  Hopefully we can find Morrigan while we’re there.”
 
Zev nodded, “I hope our deliciously dangerous friend is merely delayed.  I must confess, I too am uneasy.  The only

thing that gives me hope that our friend is still well is that Alistair has not said anything is amiss from his

side of things, or you would have said.”  Zev shrugged at her.
 
“Tell our slick Antivan friend that I still have heard not a peep from witchy-poo.  And she certainly hasn’t shown

up here in dreams or...well or otherwise.”  Kai could feel Alistair shrug, “But you know she and I are not that

close.  If I bug her to help you, that’s one thing.  But I honestly don’t know if she would come to me for help. 

You know she thinks the dog is smarter than I am.  She might take her chances elsewhere.”
 
Kai gave him a mental grimace.  “Alistair says she still hasn’t show up to him, in the dream Fade or otherwise.” 
 
“I think it best we take our leave and go to the forest and look for our Dalish friends and ask them if they have

seen her.  Provided, of course, that they have met with her already.”  Zev nodded at her and started towards the

castle to get packed and ready to ride.
 
And ride they did, a hard two-day journey across the Bannorn to get from Highever to the Brecilian Forest.  Kai and

her group found themselves wandering once again amongst the tall trees, leafy ferns, and dappled sunlight. 

Traveling in the forest with Ceffyls was certainly a different experience.  Tree branches they had not had to worry

about when walking through the forest had a tendency to appear suddenly at neck height for the rider.  It paid to

be diligent, or one could find the fast way off of a Ceffyl. 
 
That part of her group included her brother Fergus was of concern to Kai.  When she had tried to dissuade him, he

pointed out that he had a very good reason for going on the trip with his sister.  His explanation was rather on

the practical side.  As it turned out, Morrigan magicked a set of rings that linked both she and Fergus together so

that if one needed to find the other, it would be possible.  But the link only existed between the two of them. 

Fergus explained, as far as he was able since he did not completely understand the exact nature of the rings, that

if he were to give the ring to Kai, for example, to take with her, Kai would get absolutely no reading from it as

to Morrigan's location, and it would, therefore, be useless. 
 
Kai had watched Fergus closely as she evaluated everything he just told her.  Kai could see him bunching his

shoulders and knew he was, as a very last resort, willing to throw a tantrum, something which he had not done since

he was about seven years old.  But she also knew that would be only as a very last resort!  Instead, he stood

watching her.  Fergus finally told her, "Look, sister, I argue rings around you...logically."  She could see him as

he tried desperately to keep the smirk from his face, wondering if she would remember.  Kai raised her eyebrow so

that he would know she did indeed remember their old tutor’s, Aldous', favorite argument whenever he felt as if he

were losing a debate against one of his charges.
 
"Kai, I am going to search for her.  End of story.  I can go with you, in which case we can pool our resources, or

I can go without you, in which case you can worry the entire time...."
 
Kai finally sighed, knowing it was inevitable.  "Fine."
 
And while she worried for his safety, she could not argue.  She had seen that look on his face for only one other

woman, and that woman was dead, thanks to Howe. 
 
So it was that Fergus was reluctantly helping to set up tents for their camp.  He had wanted to press on, the ring

had been “telling” him that he was closer now, but Kai had been in the forest before.  While the sun might not go

down for hours yet, the shadows beneath the trees would lengthen and a false night would fall earlier than the sun

set, making it all but impossible to see one’s hand in front of one’s face. 
 
Tensions were high around camp; there wasn’t much talking except for the barest communication required.  It

reminded Kai of camp during the Blight, right before they marched on Denerim to face the Archdemon.  Of course Kai

had had Leli along then, and it had turned into an impromptu “wake” for Kai.  Or she had thought of it as such, as

she had been planning on taking the final blow if Riordan fell. 
 
Kai wished for Leli and her lute, even if it meant Kai would have to hear songs and tales about herself.  The

pretty bard always lifted the spirits of her companions.  The weight of worry on the camp was enough to drive them

to kip in their tents earlier than they would have otherwise.  Kai fell into a dreamless slumber almost before her

eyelids finished closing.
 
Kai woke with a start, wrapped in Zevran’s arms, as the sunlight dappled the tent.  She had a moment of panic that

this was their camp during the Blight and that she had cheated on Alistair.  Maker, she hated when her past

emotions, namely her love for Alistair, collided with the reality of the present (his being dead).  Camping in the

forest again had brought back all sorts of memories last night.  Memories of camping here in the forest looking for

the Dalish, only to find them and a pack of werewolves spreading lycanthropy amongst the elves. 
 
“Kai, I don’t want to panic you, she is okay...” and the rest of what Alistair was going to say was lost as a

raised voice drifted into their tent.
 
“What do you mean she is hurt!’’ came Fergus’ distressed cry.  Kai scrambled to put on her leather armor.  She was

still trying to buckle some of it as she exited her tent to see Fergus with a young elven hunter pinned against a

tree.  Oh Maker was Kai’s only thought.
 

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[Gilgamesh1138]

shameless bump as I posted it late last night and no one was on.

[westiex9]

Lol Kai certainly has a hard job dealing with anora and Zevran, still the latter has some perks hehe



And Fergus you dog!! always wondered what he'd do after he returned home



Gil this stuff really is the essence of Awesome! i love the fact each chapter is its own episode, makes it easy to pick up and read, keep up the excellant work !

[Gilgamesh1138]

Thanks westie, sorry about the formatting. I fixed it.

When do I get more of my favorite Orlesian knight? *bats eyelashes*

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[Gilgamesh1138]

Swoopers don't hate me!  This was a request from one of my reviewers on Soulmates, who wanted the scene wher Zevran gives Kai a ring and pledges to be her "lifemate."  

[MireliA]

Aww thats so sweet . What can I say, you're multi-talented alright .