Chapter One Hundred Nineteen: Goodbyes The Landsmeet convened four days later; we'd all gotten over any hangovers we'd been left with - Anders had looked like death until he healed himself the next day - and Aedan had sent most of our group on to Amaranthine to wait for us. The Landsmeet was the last thing we needed to do before we followed them, and Riord...
Chapter Thirteen: Laying Groundwork When I woke, I was lying in front of the fire, surrounded by familiar tents. Alistair, on watch, shouted in surprise, and my new companions came pouring out of their tents. I expected suspicion or weirdness, showing up in the middle of them like this, but all I got were relieved smiles and some teasing about yet again we...
After a long day at the office, Tegan Mitchell stepped through the door into his darkened living room. Strange, Samantha should have been home hours ago. He moved through the obfuscated den and towards the only visible source of light, a soft glow emanating from the kitchen. "Sam?" He asked skeptically as he approached the doorway. "I'm in here baby." Ca...
Author's note: This chapter is all plot and story. ***** It wasn't yet dawn, but the soft glow of the approaching sunrise started to creep across the night sky. Silently her bare feet padded across the dew covered grass. They looked so peaceful sleeping together - this Zecairin man and his Elthairin woman huddle together under the willow tree. It was a sw...
Frank Vaughn, owner and manager of Bayside Realty, enjoyed beautiful women. He did his very best to surround himself with hot young women, and so long as they could do their job and make him money, he wasn't all that concerned about who they were or where they came from. The picture he had of his wife on his desk was one from many years ago, when Wanda still...
Chapter Ninety-Three: The Wedding Planner I found Leli in her room when I knocked, and she let me in. "So? How fare you and Alistair?" "Leli...I have to run to a meeting with the Arl, but I need a really big favour." I struggled to keep a sad-looking frown on my face, Her forehead wrinkled in a concerned expression. "Anything, my friend. What would you...
Chapter One Hundred Five: Waiting Game After a bit more discussion, Theron put his helmet back on and disappeared back into the Barracks. Nathaniel followed him because, despite his status as an Arl, he wasn't willing to evict any of the current occupants from their rooms, especially the women. I suspected he was trying to avoid Kallian entirely, and while...
Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and are 18 years or older; any likeness to any living person is purely coincid...
Chapter Ninety-Five: Royal Bastard It was a night to remember; we made love and slept, snuggled and laughed – and made love some more. We fed each other breakfast in bed, thoughtfully ordered by Leliana, and then slept again, waking well into the afternoon. Alistair gave me a wedding gift in bed; it was a small leather tube like the one he carried his dr...
Chapter One Hundred Nine: Insurance The next morning, I found a very subdued Aedan sitting by the fire, dark bags under his eyes testifying that he hadn't slept well. No one else was around, though it wasn't that early by our normal standards, and I wondered if the sour expression on his face had scared everyone off. I sat down beside my brother and took h...