I’ve been wanting to draw them after finishing reading the later chapters in the manga, their dynamics are adorable!! (Funny enough apparently it’s Obamitsu week so perfect timing xD )
It’s been awhile, but here’s another chapter(?)/oneshot from Inevitable. Consider it my way of celebrating the title announcement. With tears.
If you haven’t read Inevitable, or would just love a re-read, find it here!
They sent a raven ahead to Caer Bronach, so a room was ready for the Inquisitor and her companion. Leliana’s scouts maintained the Keep and saw to it that the couple had ample privacy, even if Solas suspected Leliana had already received word of their arrival. For someone as high profile as Riallan privacy would always be an illusion.
It was one in which he would gladly linger.
They spent the first day exploring the ruins where they’d fought the dragon, and ended on the little dock that jutted out over the lake. They’d unwrapped their feet to let their toes dangle in the water and as the sun set they lay back to watch the stars come out. Riallan snuggled against his side, her cheek to his chest as he pointed out constellations. He told her what they’d been in the time of Elvhenan and she compared them to what the Dalish called them now.
So few remained the same.
They returned to the keep and took a bottle of wine to their room. They shared it in the gentle glow of the fire until warmth surrounded them inside and out. Until his warmth sought hers and they moved together there on the throws and blankets. It was slow and sweet, heedless of the world beyond those walls. For one night they were an island lost to time — no one could reach them then.
The next morning Solas woke earlier than usual. For once Riallan still laid beside him. He rarely saw her so peaceful. The creases that haunted the corners of her eyes were smoothed in her sleep and her mouth parted just slightly as she breathed. Her eyes moved behind long lashes and he reveled in the mystery of her dreams. He could always slip into the Fade and see for himself, but for this one morning he let his imagination fill in the blanks.
