She had been uneasy when the  hahren had spoken on the union. Not because of the arrangement, no that was their custom, a right of passage into adulthood. But she had been uneasy about the life she would lead after. Life was hard enough when she had such a small family, surely adding more mouths to feed, more lives to wager, would be a mistake? 

Aliena did not have the luxury of safety, city elves never did as her own mother had found out. Sure she had been unnerved at the prospect of never meeting this elf before they were united for life, but her father had refused to part with his only daughter and Aliena could take comfort in the fact that she’d still be surrounded by family. The only things the  hahren had said about her intended was that he was a black smith, a good one at that. And that he was said to be handsome, not that Aliena took much note, the worry was to prominate for that.

Putting on her mothers, rough wedding silks, gave her courage, the old matterial, though fadded was more beautful than anything she had ever seen. Wild flowers were laced into her untameable tousled hair, before she was deemed suitable to meet him. Like always she was quick on her feet, it was Soris who trailed behind, always one cautious step. “-I-ah yes, I hope your trip wasn’t too tiresome.” She spoke, upon coming face to face with her future husband. dark lareg eyes, flickred about him, taking in the small details, from his equaly dark hair, to the way he said her name. 

Ilivya: How long are you going to ignore me for?

Aliena: As long as I’m angry

Ilivya: how long will the anger last?

Aliena:... You shouldn’t have done that, you shouldn’t have taken the blame. Maker, you’re so young, I was going to take the responsibility for all of us, I was going to save you and Soris. you could have died Ilivya, you’re too young to die.

Ilivya: And you’re not?

// watched it on air, such a good season!

“You’re all going to have a fantastic time trying to trade the same thing away. Besides: I called it, it belongs to me. And I hope you all end up having to deal with an angry Qunari.

“So there.”

“I’m going to inform Shale, that you’re a lover of birds. Besides I thought we were companions, are you saying that I canont offer up my companions possessions Because that HARDLY seems fair. I share ser flufflton with you, you could share your castle with me.”

“It’s okay I forgive the selfishness just because, fluffles and I miss Sten dearly. Maybe we should just trade you for Shale...”