When Aidah first heard the call from the watch tower, she turned and left her quarters brusquely, leaving a bewildered maid standing in front of the mirror with the rest of her ceremonial armor. She walked quickly through the corridors. Then jogged. Then ran, until she was pushing past Grey Wardens in her way in a full sprint. The Warden Commander did not notice their disapproving glances—just the quiet clink of the ring around her neck bouncing off her chest plate and the swelling in her heart.
When Alistair saw her run from the main gates into the road his face broke out into the most beautiful smile she’d ever seen. He rushed to meet her. Aidah leapt into his arms—he caught her around the waist as she took his perfect face in her hands and kissed him, kissed him, kissed him. The touch of his skin felt like the first thaw after a long winter.
“Alistair,” she breathed, pressing her forehead gently into his. “Welcome to Weisshaupt.”
Lots of The Pose today. Let me tell you though, that position hurts when you have to take your own pictures. Twisting far around kinda messed up some muscles in my back. Waiting here for my back rub, hurry up clock.
I recently commissioned @knightingaleforce for this piece of art that like. Is based on an oc but also. Let’s be real. It’s basically me. Anyway I lose it everytime I look at it I am just Absolutely THRILLED.
