Cullen (
howtoactfereldan) wrote2017-10-23 10:14 pm
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You'll have to make a decision quickly. Either don't come home and meet me in Halamshiral, or come home and have a day or two before turning for Orlais. They've called an Exalted Council. Josephine, Lavellan, and I must speak for the Inquisition in front of Orlais, Ferelden, and Divine Victoria. Two of those parties appear to be hostile to our continued existence. I will leave it to you to contemplate which two.
Be safe, Alistair, and go with my love.
Cullen doesn't bother signing it.
The library is silent. No one is in the rotunda -- Solas's rotunda, he thinks, even after all this time. There are always people in the yard, but many fewer than before.
(It's downright lonely, when Alistair travels. Cullen will never complain to him. Not after the last few years.)
Be safe, Alistair, and go with my love.
Cullen doesn't bother signing it.
The library is silent. No one is in the rotunda -- Solas's rotunda, he thinks, even after all this time. There are always people in the yard, but many fewer than before.
(It's downright lonely, when Alistair travels. Cullen will never complain to him. Not after the last few years.)
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If Cullen insists. (Not that Alistair needs much encouragement at this point.) He leans up to kiss him, small and sweet.
"Love you too, love," he murmurs, and five minutes later, he's sunk into sleep.
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The good news is that it's on a pleasant topic. He can try to track down Mother Giselle after Lauds. They could do it before the Council starts. The thought appeals, very much.
It's a much more pleasant reason than most for the delay in sleep. Cullen will take it.
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The next morning, a slight groan heralds Alistair's return to the land of the waking. He squinches his eyes tighter against the encroaching headache.
Stupid sunlight. Stupid ale. Stupid Bull's stupid birthday and stupid Alistair for thinking he could out-drink stupid Dalish.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
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He is looking very resplendent in the stupid formal uniform, however.
When Alistair wakes, Cullen is leaning against the doorway, arms folded, amused.
Quietly: "Well, Theirin? Do you live?"
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(Sore heads, as the case may be.)
"Mrgh." He digs the heel of his palm against one eye. "Half-live, I should think. Whole-live once there's breakfast."
And maybe a healing draught before Bull finds him and tries to force that Qunari hangover cure on him.
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"I've bad news." Lightly. "Downstairs your choices are porridge, and bread and cheese. What can I bring you?"
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"Anything but porridge. Please. Don't inflict that on me," he says.
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And once Cullen's gone, he flops back onto the pillows with a louder grumble as he tries to will the hangover out of existence.
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Tea seems like a good idea first. He takes careful sips; his stomach grumbles, but not overly so. Good. If this hangover denies him cheese on his wedding day, he'll be quite vexed.
...His wedding day.
"How long before the Council?"
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"Which reminds me." He clears his throat. "I said I'd ask again. Is this something you want?"
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"Yes." He holds out a hand to Cullen. "I want to marry you. I will."
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He lifts Alistair's hand to his lips.
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He slips his hand to the back of Cullen's neck, drawing him down for a proper kiss.
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"You're killing me, Theirin." Low. Content. "You know I can't stay."
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Beat.
"Also," cheerful, "I know you hate the outfit, but you do look quite dashing all dressed up like this."
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He snags a bit of the bread.
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Another bite of bread; he mirrors Cullen's smirk.
"You seemed to have quite a lot of good ones last night."
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As casual as he can, punctuated by a sip of tea.
"Well. You did mention coming to me in private to ask for more correction, yes? I wonder what I might have on hand to help with that, aside from my...hands."
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