Alydia returns home to the castle after almost two years of searching for the cure. Alistair can not wait to spend time treating his wife like royalty.
He could not believe it. A young servant had awoken him in the early hours of the morning to tell him the news. He was confused at first, unsure whether or not he was truly awake. Then he heard it- that familiar voice. The voice that he fell in love with all those years ago, and woman who owned it. Alistair shot up out of bed, throwing the sheets off of him and pushing past the servant. He nearly fell down the steps on his way out into the courtyard, but it was the least of his worries. Bare skin slapped against the cold stone as he ran towards the voice. It had to be her- he wanted to believe so badly.
“Alistair?” Alydia rode up to the castle entrance. Her voice was hoarse and her muscles ached. She was so close to being home and with her husband, who she longed to see. Suddenly, the large wooden doors flew open. A tuff of messy red hair came into her sight first, and a wide, relieved grin spread across her face.
“Alydia!” Alistair cried out. His eyes were welling up with tears as he got closer each moment. She lifted a leg over the side of the steed and he pulled her down effortlessly. Her arms clung to his neck and he held her against him as tight as possible. His large hands gently rubbed her back in small, soothing circles as they both cried. They weren’t tears of sadness, but of happiness, relief, and joy. Every night Alistair would stay up late, wondering, hoping that his wife was okay. He knew she was on a quest for a good cause, one that could possibly save them both, but he couldn’t deny that he missed her terribly.
Alydia pulled away slightly to look at him. “Alistair, I can’t tell you how much I have missed you.” She smiled at him through her tears and placed a soft hand on his cheek. He smiled at his embrace, leaning into her delicate touch.
Without warning, he picked her up into his arms and started walking off to the castle. A small squeal erupted from her from the sudden movement. “You need a warm bath immediately, and there is no way you can say no.” She melted him his arms. He was always showering her in gifts and treating her like his queen. She would feel bad for never doing the same for him, but she knew he was aware of how she felt for him. She loved him with every part of her, more than any could ever think to love someone. Ever since that day they met in Ostagar she knew there was something about him that she loved. Now she realized it was all of him.
He carried her all the way through the castle and up to their large room. He had a servant run a hot bath for her as he helped her out of her battered armor. She got into the tub slowly, letting the hot water happily greet her tired muscles. Alistair began to pour in various oils and soaps into the water. “Where did all of these come from?” Alydia said as she laid her head back against the edge of the tub, relaxing in the floral scented water.
“I collected them while you were away. Every time I was in Orlais I would stop at the merchants to see if there was anything that reminded me of you.” There he goes again, being his usual charming self. Alydia turned around to place a warm, long kiss on his lips. Maker, how she missed those.
“You are too sweet to me.” She whispered as she looked into his eyes.
He chuckled. “If I do not treat you like the royalty you truly are who else will?"
“Well, I do have a whole country that adores me.” Alydia smiled to herself as she turned back around. Two delicate fingers swept across her neck and pulled her hair to one shoulder, sending a chill down her spine. Alistair laid a kiss at the base of her hairline, followed by one right behind her ear. He continued until he got to her jaw, where he let his lips linger for a moment longer. His hands slipped onto her tired shoulders and began to lightly massage the skin. His thumbs worked in small, gentle circles, earning a content hum from his wife.
After she had relaxed enough Alistair began helping her scrub away the dirt and grime that had collected from her journey. He washed and brushed her long, light blonde hair. He focused on his work, making sure to be gentle as he combed out the many knots and tangles that had accumulated in her soft locks. He forgot how much he loved running his fingers through her hair. It brought back memories of all those years ago during the blight. Alydia had tried on several occasions to teach him how to braid, and he would just end up tangling it all together. They would, together, laugh at his misfortune and have to work out all of the knots he created.
Every so often he would pepper her neck with light kisses. His lips would ghost over her skin, almost seeming as though they weren’t really there. Alydia would never get used to the feeling of his soft lips. Every time they kissed it felt like the first time they interlocked that cold night in camp. Each time their lips met she felt herself falling in love with him all over again.
When the water got cold he helped her tired figure out of the tub. Alistair wrapped her in a large robe while he found a shirt to put her him. He dug through the armoire until he found it. It was an old shirt, one he had kept from their time during the blight. It was stained with blood, dirt, and sweat, but it reminded him of the most life changing time of his life. She loved how it showed his true personality. It represented how he really wasn’t this picture perfect king that Thedas assumed he was. He was a trained fighter, someone who wasn’t afraid to get his hands dirty. He was messy and sweaty and sometimes stinky. But that’s who he was. His true self wasn’t perfect, but that is what made her fall in love with him.
Alistair unfolded the cloth shirt and laid it on the bed. Alydia was slowly untying the robe’s belt, her hands working as fast as their tired muscles allowed. He helped her out the rest of the way and handed her a pair of clean undergarments. She used his forearm as a form of balance while slipping on her small clothes. After she steadied herself he slipped the shirt over her head and put her arms through. “You still have this,” Alydia nearly whispered. Tears threatened her eyes and she did not care if they fell or not.
“It reminds me of the best time of my life.” Alistair stated simply. His lips formed a smile that matched hers. “Now, let’s get you in bed. I’ve been lonely without you and cuddling a pillow isn’t as nice as a person.” She chuckled at his reply. Alistair helped his wife under the layers of thick blankets and furs. Alydia hummed at the feeling of soft satin sheets and the light smell of lavender. Her two guilty pleasures.
Before she could stop him Alistair had crawled over her and onto his side of the bed. His blankets were still jumbled up and thrown to the side from when he jumped out of bed earlier. He settled next to her and pulled Alydia’s figure into him. Her body fit snugly against his. She exhaled deeply, finally feeling completely content. Alistair pressed his soft lips to the side of her neck and she hummed softly. “Welcome home, my love.”
The hometown girl that everyone loved, that’s what everyone knew me as. Little did they know the truth behind my eyes and the truth behinds the bruises on my arms. Always hiding the truth and putting a smile on my face as I carry on in this town. Never knowing the truth nor what will happen next. Getting abused with each passing night as I lay in my bed with tear stained cheeks. I always thought no one could ever love me nor could I love anyone because I was worthless. Getting in my car just driving till I got away from my problems, the abuse the hurt everything. Going fast as the tears rolled down my cheek finally escaping from everything. I didn’t want to be the hometown girl that everyone knew but never really knowing me. All they seen was a pretty girl with a sweetheart but little did that know I was hiding so much more. Walking the streets with my torn skirt keeping my head up high, I never once gave up on hope but sometimes I thought it would give up on me. Finally getting back to school and just wishing things could be different. I never wanted this to happen never wanted this to become my life. Sitting here looking out the window as I wonder what could have been. Walking through the halls just keeping to myself just not wanting to let anyone in. Sitting at my desk trying to focus on the task but something catches my attention. There was a new boy in our class and it just seemed like I was attracted to him, I couldn’t explain in but I knew I wanted him. After the class ends I walk back to my locker trying to see where he was going as he catches my eye. “shit” I said to myself. He walked over to me as I was trying to get my books from my locker. “Hello?” he said. “H-H-Hi” I said. “I saw you staring got an issue?” he said. “No I don’t” I said. “oh you like what you see” he said. I looked into my locker trying to get my books trying to ignore him, not wanting to show him that I was interested. “oh ok” he said. He walked away with a smile on his face as I walked away, I looked back and he was standing there looking at me walk away. “GET IT GIRL” he shouted out as I walked to my class. The day ended and I just couldn’t help but have a smile on my face, walking out of school I felt like someone was behind me I turned around and I seen him. “Excuse me?” I said. “Nothing” he said. I kept walking as he followed me, I didn’t know what he wanted but I didn’t mind. Going to the football field, walking up the bleachers as I sat down starting my work. “its nice out here” he said. “yea it is” I said. “you always do this?” he asked. “Not if its cold, rainy or snowing” I said. “duh” he said. “did I ask you to join me?” I said. “nope thought I would anyway” he said. “what’s your name?” I asked. “David and yours?” he said. “Im Angel” I said. “an angel from the sky walking in my path?” he said. “really?” I said. “sorry” he said. I looked back to my books trying to get something done but he seemed to keep distracting me. “may I help you” I asked. “yes” he said. He stood up and leaned into where I was pushing his lips on to me, at first I thought about pulling back but I didn’t want to, wrapping my arms around his neck as I continued the kiss. He pulled away and smiled as he sat down next to me, it never seemed like I had to be anything but myself with him. “do you need a ride home?” he asked. “yea” I said. He got up grabbing my book bag and then my hand as he helped me down from the bleachers. “why does it seem so easy” I said. “what you mean” he said. “being around you its like I don’t have to try to be something that im not” I said. “because I want you to be yourself and nothing else” he said. I walked with him as we were hand and hand, he took me home and I couldn’t stop smiling. The next few weeks was just amazing I got closer to David as he got closer to me and it seemed so perfect. “David” I said. “Yes” he said as he put his arm around my shoulders. “do you think we will last?” I asked. “as long as we both try” he said. My family adored David because he seemed to bring out the best in me, and they wanted to see me happy and David made me happy.
-3 Years Later-
It was my senior year and David was right if we both wanted it to work it would. We were going strong and it seemed like nothing could stop us. There were hard times between myself and him but nothing that we couldn’t handle. I believed that God only gave me something I could handle and nothing more or less. It seemed like nothing could go wrong I was just really happy at the place I was in my life. Going to school but it seemed like something was wrong, David wasn’t there and there was no messages in my phone. I went on with the day that I had plan and after school I went to go see David, he was at his parents house. Walking into his place since I had the key it was pretty easy, going upstairs as I hear arguing. “David?” I asked. “Angel” David said. He walked out of his room and hugged my tight against his chest, I could feel his heart racing as I seen his parents. “what’s going on?” I asked. “we are moving” David said. “Wait why?” I said. “because my dad got a new job” he said. I nodded my head and pulled David back to his room when his parents walked out. Taking his face into my hands making him look at me. “remember what you said to me?” I said. “what?” he said. “if we both want it to work it will, it might be tough when you move but we can make it” I said. “you think so?” he asked. “I know so we have been through so much in 3 years we will get through this” I said. He pulled me down on his lap and kissed me softly. That night was the last night I spent with David till I graduated, moving out to where he was and staying with him was the best choice I have ever made. He was my prince charming and I wouldn’t let that go, he had my heart as I had his.
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