*The word piques her interest. So this world's version of her is this elf's heart. How curious. She grins, thoughts twirling on how to turn this to her advantage*
So do you, emma'lath. *She leans into his touch* So where will it be? Your bed or mine. Perhaps ours... *She giggles*
little weary from work that's all. But I am sure you can help me unwind, bello.
*Her fingers trail along the opening of his shirt as she stares at him with heated eyes*
Well who wouldn't listen to your honeyed words, lath
*She giggles before slinking closer to him pressing a kiss to his jaw before pulling away.*
*She can feel his eyes turn from honeyed warmth to piercing— assessing. She needs to be careful with this one. He is an astute one*
I'm fine. Just a
The Inquisitor sacrificed herself, an alternate ending
#solavellan #dragonage
*She mirrors the gesture. Staring into his eyes. Listening for any information she can use. After all she is still unaccustomed to this version of Thedas*
It was you of course. How could I not change my mind when such a beautiful man is fawning over me?
Yes and if all goes to plan I shall rise further
Bells ring when holy terrors rules the elves.
*Offers up a charming smile. Peering into his mind for any sense of who this handsome young man might be and why he has approached her*
Aren't you a charming one, tesoro? *Her head quirks at the pet name then it clicks.* Well I realised that you are right. I am far too harsh on myself.
No, I have merely risen to the position I was always meant to take.
We were never the same.
I do not need to try. I am perfection herself~
