PROMPT! "Marry me." Hawke/LI (pick your fave~)
For @dadrunkwriting
Circinae/Fenris • Kirkwall • Post-Chantry Boom
Circinae stood on the steps to the Keep, knees tucked upagainst her chest. She had discarded her armor in a heap, shivering in the thinchemise and leggings she wore under the heavy metal. She was watching her cityburn.
Cullen had been doing well, organizing the remainingTemplars, calling in help from the surrounding Circles, putting out the firesthat…Anders had caused. Her hands were still stiff with his blood. She hadn’tbothered to wash it off yet.
She didn’t react to the clang of metal behind her, or thefeeling of un-gauntleted fingers twining gently through her hair and pulling itout of its tight, militaristic bun. The loose strands whipped around her facein the air, obscuring her vision. She didn’t care. It wasn’t as if she hadactually been looking. Watching the city burn beneath her.
“Nae.”
She stiffened at her name, glancing sideways at Fenris. Helooked concerned, as though if he moved her she would break like a glassornament. She lifted her hand and allowed him to thread his fingers throughhers. They were so warm. So alive. So real.
“Nae, are you alright?”
She stared blankly out at the city, unable to answer.
“You should get inside. You will catch a cold.”
“Alright.” Her answer was as dead as her emotions.
“Alright.” He settled next to her, pulling her into hischest as she started to shake. “You make this life worth living, Circinae.Never forget that.”
“I’ve fucked everything up.”
“This was not your fault.”
She turned and looked at him, her hand shaking. “And after?When people try to find who to blame? Who are they going to turn to? I killedAnders. I killed Meredith. There’s no Viscount. There’s no Chantry. There’sjust… me.”
He blinked, as though thinking hard and looked back outtowards the burning city. “So we leave.”
“LEAVE? Now?” Circinae gasped.
“Just for a bit. Just until things calm down,” Fenriscontinued. “We can go somewhere quiet. For a bit. That derelict cottage nearSundermount maybe.”
“And do what?”
Fenris looked back at her, eyes softening. “We try to live.I… have never gotten the chance to before. Not really.” He sighed heavily. “Iknow that this… is not the best time to suggest this, but we could… getmarried.”
The suggestion was so ludicrous Circinae actually laughed. Asnorting, halting laugh, but a laugh none the less. It turned into a deep frownas she leaned up against him again, sniffing the air. For the first time allday she could smell the ocean above the smoke and char.
“Alright.”
“Alright?”
“We’ll leave. Get married. Be normal. Just for a little bit,”she whispered. “I like that idea.”
