Solas sees Iwyn after a long time apart prompt?
Thank you anon, for this prompt, it is so lovely. I hope you do not mind some family fluff for this. For @dadrunkwriting
Iwyn Lavellan x Solas | post Trespasser, post reunion | romance, familyfamily, happy future, solavellan children
Solas is not nervous. There is nothing to be nervous about.
He saw her just last night, in the fade.
She is fine and she will be home soon.
He finds some more paper for Rhuwen, who happily goes back to tearing it into tiny pieces. It is a mess, but he can’t be bothered to clean up or tell him to find something less messy to do. At least he is occupied.
Solas returns to his book and does not wonder when the Eluvian will activate, though he does reach out with his magic, just in case. Iwyn should not have any problems traversing the crossroads, and she will arrive unharmed.
Soon. He taps his pen against his notes, he can almost connect these ideas, and if his calculations are right, it should be -
Elohir looks up from his ‘experiment’, he is trying to form ice crystals in his glass, on the window, where ever he can try. He hasn’t yet figured out he needs to draw moisture from somewhere, but he will understand soon enough.
“Let’s go to the kitchen.” Solas closes his book. “Are you hungry too, Rhuwen?”
His younger son jumps up, and papers scatter everywhere. Later, he will fix this later. They make their way down the stairs – they want to change the layout, to move their living suite closer to the kitchen, or have their own sperate kitchen. Skyhold is not always convenient for a family.
Maybe Iwyn would prefer a real, small home. Except she needs this place for her work, and Skyhold, and what it has become, is her work. The work that has left her eight days in Orlais. Eight days, instead of the planned five. This is their home.
In the kitchen, he finds crackers and cheese and cut slivers of a parsnip for Elohir and Rhuwen. They do not eat the parsnip.
Later, the boys have found some playmates, children of the traders passing through, and of the families who have come to live here. He sits in the sun, not too far from the barn where they went, and he pulls out his book. He looks at the sky to find the sun.
She should be home now. He drums his fingers against the cover of his book. Did she run into trouble on the way? Using the eluvians requires her to travel mostly alone, but only for a short distance. Or did she decide to extend her trip again? Sometimes, he wonders if she tires of him. If she would rather… Solas shakes his head. Those thoughts have no place in his mind, and they do not make sense, after everything. He opens his book.
It is not much later, when he feels the eluvian open, and he knows she is home. He stands. The kids are somewhere, still playing their game of hide and seek. He walks towards the eluvian. He does not run, but his smile is growing, and his steps might be a little longer than usual.
He finds her at the top of the stairs, and she is dusty and worn from travel, and her hair is falling out of her pony tail, and he does not care one bit.
She smiles and her eyes crinkle and then she is in his arms. Finally, in his arms, warm and real and she smells like herself and dust and magic and a hint of Orlesian rosewater. Their kiss is long and full of need, soft and warm. She is here and she is safe.
She pulls back to break the kiss.
“Let’s go find them. I have missed you all”“We have missed you.”
He takes her hand and they walk together.
“I’m sorry this was such a long trip. I’m so happy to be home.”
“Mostly. I will tell you more later.” She scans the courtyard and gives him a half smile – the smile he has missed every day – and lifts her finger to her lips. “I will go hunt for some children.”
He watches, as she sneaks up on Rhuwen, as he squeals and laughs when she lifts him in her arm. Rhuwen ‘helps’ her find Elohir, who hears his brother easily, and runs to them as soon as he sees Iwyn. They climb all over her, and Solas goes to join them, the tangle of family and love and limbs.
Iwyn is finally home, and so is he.
