Every Snow Thaws
A new work by yours truly! Two chapters up so far, but I’ll be updating frequently.
Summary: It's been ten years since Evette walked away from Alistair's life, and they've both tried to move on. So when Evette receives an invitation to Skyhold for Satinalia, she and her companion jump at the chance to see her old friend Leliana once again. What she doesn't expect is the meddling matchmaking that seems to be happening when she arrives.
Note: This is the conclusion to my series Cold Hands, Warm Heart, about Evette Amell and her tumultuous relationship with Alistair Theirin.
Two riders crest the hill and pause, looking at the towering hulk of Skyhold. With a full moon and a sky full of stars making the snow and ice sparkle, it looks like something out of a children’s tale.
“So that’s Skyhold,” Connor says softly as if speaking too loud would break something.
“So it is,” his companion agrees. “Come along, Pup, the Nightingale will be waiting.”
“Not it’s late, let’s get you out of the cold?” he laughs, putting his heels to his horse. “Just come along Pup. What a harsh taskmistress. I should quit.”
“Would you rather I called you something else?” There’s teasing in the tone, and he grins. “Dog, perhaps? You’re a man grown now. And maybe Jacob needs an apprentice?”
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