Val Royeaux
It was impossible to ever fully acclimate one's self to Felassan's beauty, regardless of either proximity or familiarity. No matter how long one looked — and Solas had spent days of his life looking at Felassan — he could not become ordinary.
"No one we meet tonight will be looking at me," Solas said. "Not if it means having to take their eyes off you."
Felassan leaned into Solas, bracing his hands on the sink behind.
"I don't care about them. Where will your eyes be?"
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For the first time since he left for graduate school, Solas visits Felassan in the city where they met. Old habits reassert themselves and cracks begin to show.
With artwork by @mimi-maru. Read in full on AO3.
This story is part of the Overgrown series and takes place after Geltberg, though it can be read independently.
For Solassan Week 2026, Farewell/Reunion.
