Sunshine

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“ Is it unwanted? ” He asks, thumb idly tracing the line of her jaw. “ I confess I find you… quite enchanting, but if this displeases you… ”

She returns to her lower height and with a face flushing in a different glow, she smiles. “I encourage more, in fact. Much more.”

Photograph by Michael Thompson; W magazine July 2004. 

“ …You are blushing, my dear. ”

All words are lost on her. His hand, while her cheeks are burning, is warm and such a comfort there. Bethany steals a glance and possibly feels herself fall through the floor at the softness of his gaze. Her delicate hand raises to hold his hand against her cheek and ear. “I have reason to do so.”

                                  THE LABOUR OF MY LOVE

   “… you know, everyone has refused to give me the full details of that incident.” 

“...We’d... It’s better not to discuss it.”

“ Forgive me. I’m quite alright with a needle, but I admit this frippery is—- quite beyond me. ”

“I would imagine so. Often it was harder for me to write back to my mother in the circle. But then again, I enjoyed her letters every week.” If it’s a plucked thread, it’s plucked. Yet still her touch lingers on his arm. Tawny eyes are uncertain as they raise to meet his. Everything seems hot like a wool blanket had been draped over her. “Even frippery you can get around. Sometimes things just get unraveled.”

“ Depends… does Skyhold do room service? Did something happened that made you want to hide away from the world? “

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         "So… you did make the Arishok smile then?”

“No, I did not. Varric likes to make things... More interesting than they actually are. As a story teller exaggerates, you know.”