‘ hawke… didn’t make it out with us. ‘ those words, those very words are what set varric over the line. his hands shook, he could hardly breathe, he… he was angry. the very love of his life, the second love of his life had been taken away from him, and… and he couldn’t deal with that. he couldn’t deal with the pain and heartbreak from that. instead of being sad or upset — he was just angry.
“ she’s dead? just like that, you… you LEFT her in the fade? how could —- how could you look me in the eyes and tell me that she’s gone? neither of you even tried to help her? neither one of you even gave it a second look? andraste’s tits, she was going to have my child —-! “
varric had to cover his face from the sheer impulsive way he blurted that out. he found out a while ago, and she was well past a month already. he didn’t want to tell anybody until she was about to have the child, but, guess it’s too late for that now. from his sheer anger and from the confession, varric began to cry. not hard enough to be consider sobbing, but there were visible tears on his cheeks.
everyone was staring at the two of them now. solas, blackwall, cullen, stroud, the grey wardens, everyone looked in his exact direction when he confessed. but he didn’t care. the word was out there, he admitted a two in one; he was dating hawke, and ended up impregnating that very woman. a shocker, indeed.
wiping his eyes, he shook his head before turning his back on everyone. “ shoulda’ guessed someone like you would abandon someone like hawke, huh? i hope you’re proud, both of you. you killed a pregnant woman, and for what? for nothing. “
kara is frozen. her eyes are wide with fear & hopelessness. in that moment, she feels smaller than she’s ever been before. everyone’s eyes on her didn’t help - she didn’t know how to feel. she wanted to disappear.
no tears roll down kara’s face, as much as she wanted to cry. her mouth dry and her body fell harshly cold. she watched a pregnant woman die. it left a sour taste in her mouth and the image of ophelia rushing the beast burns in her mind.
❛ i tried to stop it. hawke – she was a hero to me. the inquisitor didn’t listen to me, i never wanted her to – ❜
someone like her. the words stop her in her tracks, cutting deep to her very soul. someone like me. like what? a mage? an – abomination. he had been her friend (probably never will be again). did he really think that of her?
❛ someone like me. you should know me better. why would i be proud of anything i’ve done? this — i didn’t do this. i don’t have any power over the inquisitor. as much as i hate it – they do not have to listen to anything i say. i tried, varric. i tried. i’m sorry. ❜
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