( the calm that overtakes her at his acceptance of the small gesture of fondness is indescribable; it was something she needed in what felt like a whirlwind of demands. just a moment to bring herself some quiet, and his affirmation warms her in ways she doesn't think he understands.
she feels as if everyone else places her upon pedestals -- solas is no exception to that, not really. but she is not on it as inquisitor, as herald. she is simply elera lavellan, vhenan, to him, and yet he exalts her. it's flattering, it's humbling, it is what she wants. to be known as herself, and not anyone else. to have someone love and praise the parts of her that matter.
selfish, maybe, but she thinks she is allowed such a small thing. )
I shall always need you, ma'ar lath. But for tonight -- can I convince you to share my tent? ( not sex, no. she knows his boundaries there. but she has always felt comforted by his presence, and she would want nothing more in the moment than to spend the night pressed against him. )
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she feels as if everyone else places her upon pedestals -- solas is no exception to that, not really. but she is not on it as inquisitor, as herald. she is simply elera lavellan, vhenan, to him, and yet he exalts her. it's flattering, it's humbling, it is what she wants. to be known as herself, and not anyone else. to have someone love and praise the parts of her that matter.
selfish, maybe, but she thinks she is allowed such a small thing. )
I shall always need you, ma'ar lath. But for tonight -- can I convince you to share my tent? ( not sex, no. she knows his boundaries there. but she has always felt comforted by his presence, and she would want nothing more in the moment than to spend the night pressed against him. )