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Tal, sitting in a stupid wardrobe with Volkarin
So this was what his life had come to.
Not only did he have to squeeze himself into a fucking wardrobe with Ayla's mountain of dresses – why the fuck did she need so many anyway? They did all fucking look the same even up close – but he had to be squeezed in there with the fucking doctor, and their legs kept touching, and the doctor kept shuffling around and apologizing, and Tal really, really wanted to be somewhere else entirely.
But he had to keep Ayla safe, and if this was what it took, then he'd do it, but he wasn't above bitching about it.
And he had a lot to bitch about, because, in addition to spending the evening here instead of with his husband, he still hadn't found out what the doctor's deal was. Filomena was very little help, because her sister only knew that his wife had died under "mysterious circumstances", and that could have been anything. But the doctor was twitchy, and Filomena was definitely right that he had guilty eyes.
If only Tal could figure out why.
"You and Ms. Thorne seem to be on quite friendly terms," the doctor whispered.
"Hm?" Tal hummed, leaning away from the crack in the wardrobe door he'd been using to spy on stuff. Not like there was too much stuff happening yet besides Ayla sitting on the bed and changing position every ten seconds, because she couldn't stay still to save her life.
"Let me put this plainly, Mr. Lavellan. It seems to me that you and Ms. Thorne are a touch friendlier than befits a married man and…" Volkarin trailed off like he didn't know what to say, and there seemed to be an edge of something in his tone that grated at Tal's ears. They had more important things to worry about right now, but since the doctor started it...
"A whore?" Tal spat. "That's what you fancy types call girls like her, don't you?"
"Why, that most certainly wasn't what I – I would never dare insult Ms. Thorne in such a way, dear sir!"
Tal bared his teeth in a snarl and regretted that the doctor couldn't see it. "So what the fuck is your problem? Ise is mine," he hissed, because she was, just like Halu and Rook and El and all the friends he'd found in this Creators forsaken hole of a town. "You don't get to tell her who to care about."
"And is Ms. Thorne aware that she is 'yours', as you put it?"
"Fucking shit, doctor, she's my best friend, I think she fucking noticed that –"
The wardrobe rattled with a loud bang as something slammed into the door, and if she got hurt because Volkarin decided to be all up in his feelings instead of paying attention –
"Shut the FUCK up!" Ayla shouted, giving the wardrobe another whack. Tal extinguished the flame in his right hand that he'd conjured up on instinct. "I told y'all to play nice! Don't make me come in there!"
"Is something burning?" the doctor whispered, sniffing cautiously.
Fuck.
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