“Ma serannas,” he breathed against her lips, again and again, a shakily-whispered prayer. His heart beat against hers like a fragile bird’s. “Please, stay by my side, dear one. Until the end.”
“Until the end, Sorrow.” She promised him, drawing him closer. “Until the end.”
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Both Abelas and Aethara have gone through so much in their lives. It’s only fitting that they find solace in one another :’)
I’m having some writer’s block with my main story, so I think I’m going to go ahead and start writing this spin-off. That way we can see the natural progression of Abelas and Aethara’s relationship, from aloof colleagues all the way to tender lovers <3 and with Solas making cameos as their exasperated boss!
The boys are sleeping. They’re wearing underwear but. I think the issue is how tiny that bed is for all three of them.
Prosciutto hasn’t taken over the whole tiny bed yet. Maybe because he’s in the middle? No one is complaining. Risotto won’t be feeling that arm under Pros’s head when he gets up. Melone is partially clothed for this drawing because he usually doesn’t sleep like that-
