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@bliighted // because i saw a neato take on morrigan learning about leliana possibly becoming divine 

      morrigan was LIVID , though , if she had any right to be or not was rather undecided . she had been snooping -- what else was there to do in the middle of the frostbacks -- and she had taken to rifling through mail that was not HERS . sad tales of families yearning to be reunited , and none too thrilling tales of inquisition soldiers RAVING of their bravery in the face of certain death . . . but then , there was something else , something that caught morrigan’s eye . a scroll -- wrapped in a fine silk bow , adorned with gold leaf , and bearing the golden chantry sun . most interesting indeed .

      though , her interest only remained benign as she read -- then came the ANGER .

      still clutching the now unsealed scroll as she stormed toward leliana’s chambers , she swung the door open with perhaps too much force , and yelled --

            ❝ DIVINE !? ❞       golden eyes burned as she tossed the scroll to leliana’s feet -- scarcely noting that this was perhaps a conversation to be had privately . instead she took to pacing -- pacing like a lion in a cage -- hands suddenly annimated and raised above her head . and as she looked anywhere save for leliana , morrigan tried again .

      @bliighted​ // leliana is gonna get some 

      there SHOULDN’T have been words spoken , for it took far too much already to stride across the battlements of skyhold to leliana’s chambers ( come now , the spymaster wasn’t so enigmatic the simple intimidating of a servant couldn’t relinquish her personal quarters ) . she supposed normal people -- normal EMOTIONS -- would demand a pause to their actions , but as she pondered her thoughts , morrigan found herself coming to the realization that she didn’t care . she and leliana had never been close friends , no , they had barely been ACQUAINTANCES during the blight . . . well , that wasn’t true . not entirely . there had always been something . . . alluring about the sister , and it had infuriated morrigan entirely . 

      so as she stood before the door beneath the holds of skyhold , morrigan frowned before breaking the mechanism locking the door with a clench of her magical fist . damn whatever leliana was doing , she was entertaining MORRIGAN now . 

@bliighted​ said:

      “i’ve been thinking about you all night.” from leliana at the winter palace thx

      admittedly , she had been thinking of leliana TOO . although the plot to assassinate the empress had taken her attention away from hours on end , leliana was here now , and the plot was foiled . but oh how she DESPISED the eyes still upon them , so with a coy grin , morrigan leaned in closer to speak -- secretive words shared between friends for any other eyes , but to she and to leliana the truth was quite different .

        ❝ but you have done such an excellent job at not staring , ❞       morrigan chided confidently ; quietly  .         ❝ i have been thinking of you as well . ❞

      but standing straighter again -- golden jewelry glistening by the light of endless candles -- morrigan offered her hand to the spymaster . there were millions of things that could have gone wrong , and the court would no doubt speak for days . . . but compared to what morrigan had in store , talk was just that : talk . when she wanted to show leliana EXACTLY how she had missed her -- show her the folly of her ways , and the regret attached to abandonment , she found herself quite uncaring of idle orlesian chatter .

bliighted said:

      ❝ i can’t remember the last time i did this with someone. ❞ from leliana (:

      morrigan couldn’t help but smile at leliana’s confession , for as she took the other’s hand and stole her away from her duties , she could feel only elation . though leliana AGAIN wore that accursed red suit , morrigan could only take comfort in the fact that she was again in the dress leliana adored . the exalted council was SURE to be trying for them both , but as the divine had yet to summon the council , morrigan saw little HARM in stealing away the inquisition’s spymaster -- especially when the inquisition had taken so very MUCH from the woman she loved . it was time to relax , and it was time to abandon their duties . . . 

      . . . so after dragging leliana through the palace she knew so well , morrigan stopped before a great white and gold DOOR , crowding leliana and pressing a deep kiss to her lips .

      @bliighted​ liked for a starter ( for leliana )

      as if lothering wasn’t bad enough , the warden decided to ALLOW the stray puppy known as LELIANA to venture into their ongoing quest . her chipper attitude did little good -- seeing as how they WERE stopping a BLIGHT , of all things -- and it grated on morrigan’s every nerve . though , there was something else about leliana that PUZZLED the witch . she wasn’t quite as foolhardy as allistair , and she wasn’t quite as BLEAK as sten . . . she was INTERESTING for a chantry reject .

      interesting enough for morrigan to pull herself from her stolen books , and actually speak to her outside of a snide remark on the road .

        ❝ not reciting the chant again , dear sister ? what’s wrong , has the maker stopped sending you vivid hallucinations lately ? ❞       okay , maybe not COMPLETELY free of snide comments . so averting her eyes , and crossing her arms , morrigan sighed deeply .

      it was nostalgia , plain and true -- leliana had again found her voice . an old song , sung in whispers in the days after the blight , and sung even more adamantly now . morrigan had stopped in her path to listen ; listen only to leliana , and leliana alone . they had barely made amends after their return from halamshiral , and now , morrigan was simply enamored . . . stuck in a haze of a memory -- back before she left , and back before the BREACH .

       but all good things had to end . still holding reports for leliana’s eyes only , morrigan drew into the room , the creak of floorboards giving away otherwise silent steps .

        ❝ by all means , do not stop because of ME . ❞       morrigan set the papers upon leliana’s desk , deeming the notes UNWORTHY of introduction .         ❝ you still make it seem so very effortless . ❞

@bliighted​ // gets a starter for leliana !!

      at first she had thought it was herself getting SICK -- a sudden powerful feeling just after the sky tore itself asunder . it was vivid like a waking dream -- a field of auburn , and the sense of panic . yet as quickly as it came , it was gone . . . in it’s wake came only confusion , and as it happened , a sense of sorrow . as if something long since lost had been found , and suddenly stripped away again . it wasn’t until days later did morrigan remember the cause -- a small rosewood ring , with the shifting and contorting grains depicting scenes of humans and beasts alike . it was as she remembered the ring , did she too remember it’s holder .

      leliana was skeptical as she received it , of course . morrigan had presented it one fateful night ten years ago , with the guise of worrying for the bard -- and yes , it was true , she DID worry . yet , she never admitted why exactly leliana had been the recipient , just that she was needed , should they ever be lost .

      then came the silence . the long , tedious silence . . . and as time went on , morrigan feared leliana had been lost to time .

      but then , the wonderful happened . with phantom anxiety and panic , there came a SWELL of relief . she was in the middle of court as the panic washed over her , and due to the topic at hand , morrigan KNEW the panic was not hers . perhaps sick , and perhaps twisted , but somewhere deep in the frostback mountains , in the foot of HAVEN , morrigan knew leliana felt relief that was not hers . then again , came the silence . for months she sat in silence , dealing rather absently with the orlesian civil war , until finally the inquisition arrived . then there she was -- leliana . it hurt to keep her resolve , and it PAINED her to treat leliana as she once did , but with time , that too passed .

      now , deep below skyhold wrapped in leliana’s arms , and she wrapped in her own , morrigan felt relief yet again . . .  though the phantom feeling still sat heavy in her heart . so clothes strewn about the floor , and the two women entangled around each other’s bodies , morrigan spoke carefully , cautiously , and -- for once -- with respect .