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A serlina fic for @evallina!!

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The restaurant was crowded, every chair occupied except for the one beside Evallina’s. She looked up from her phone, aware of the apologetic stares that came her way. She scowled at nothing in particular, her eyes fixed on the door. When she saw a light-haired man through the glass door, she straightened, but it wasn’t him, of course it wasn’t. This guy at the door was older and leaner, his hair closely cropped in a buzzcut.

Pairing: Borlina, Serlina

Dragonborn!" A woman joins us, probably in her early 50's, wrapped in many yards of fabric that make me inwardly wince at the thought of trying to go up or down the stairs. "You must be so honoured to be in the accompaniment of such a noble and upstanding man like our Paladin here." The way she smiled through her gushing words nearly make me roll my eyes. I knew when I saw or heard hollow complements. Even if they were dressed up.

"That's certainly one way of saying things." I say as I politely and watch as she takes a goblet from someone who is carrying a silver tray full of them.

"When I heard that he was bringing someone who is being called 'the Dragonborn', I must say, I was intrigued and looked into you."

"You must've had to work fast since he asked me only hours before." I supply and watch a coy smile grace her lips.

"I have many contacts that can work fast, but not many could come back to me with many details about you, specifically. Just tales of old, really."

"Is that so?" I frown a little. "I find that odd."

"How so?" She inquires, her head tilting slightly.

"I was in village a few days ago and there was a bard who had heard of my exploits and had started writing songs about it."

"And what are you saying, Dragonborn?" She snipped after taking a long drink of her own goblet. I kept my face passive as I tilted my head side to side in contemplation.

"I just can't help but think that perhaps you need better contacts."

"I see." She tsked, looking around to the other guests who had been occasionally looking in on our little snippet. "I feel horrible for not knowing anything that you have accomplished to raise a toast to you then." She dramatically sighed.

"Shame." She didn't seem to like the fact that I wasn't rising to her bait much. Her eyes flickered with a new light before a smile spread her dark painted lips.

"How about you make a toast then, in return for the honour to be his companion for the night and to be in the presence of all nobility in Skyrim?" She gestured to Casavir. "Surely that must be the most memorable things you have done in Skyrim so far."

"I don't think-"

"Everyone!" She called, looking around getting conversations to slow to a stop as she looked back to me, her hand upraised. "The lovely Dragonborn would like to say a few words for us." They didn't clap, no one cheered, hell, some didn't even bother to look our way, but many looked on and I resisted the urge to click my tongue at her.

A serlina fanfic for @evallina! This was so much fun to write!

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As the snow began to fall, Evallina glanced at her watch. With a frown, she looked up again, her gaze drifting to the concert hall behind her. The hall stood tall against the backdrop of a starry sky, its blue walls glowing under the moon’s silvery rays. Her eyes lingered on the entrance gate, searching for familiar faces. People flocked in, in hundreds, in thousands, but she could see no sign of her friends.

Sighing, Evallina closed her eyes and wrapped the jacket around herself tighter. She remained rooted to the spot as the bitter winter breeze struck her. The snowflakes tingled against her skin, and she shivered. She could sense a blizzard coming, but she did not want to leave yet.

“You didn’t have to wait out here,” a familiar voice said a moment later. “You’ll catch a cold.”

Evallina whirled around, her eyes meeting Sergei’s. He raised a hand in greeting, and she returned the gesture, grinning. As he approached her, she took a second to survey him. As usual, he’d spiked his hair up, but unlike usual, he was dressed in a faded sweater and denim jeans. His sharp eyes were alight with an emotion she could not decipher, but she did not have long to dwell on it. As he took her hand, the blood rushed to her face.

“Where’s the rest of the team?” Evallina asked quickly, trying to ignore her racing heart.

Sergei’s brows rose. “They’re watching football. Manchester’s playing.”

“They’re skipping Ming-Ming’s live concert for a league match?”

She tried to keep the incredulity out of her voice but failed. Evallina had never understood the boys’ craze for football. Even Yuriy and Kai, the more levelheaded members of the team, got fired up about it like the fate of the world depended upon which team won.

Sergei looked away. “You know, I never said I invited the others. I only have two tickets. It’s just you and me here.”

Silence set in between them. Evallina looked up at Sergei and her heart skipped another beat. It’s just you and me here. In the several months they’d known each other, not once had she gone places with him alone. On the few occasions when their schedules had aligned, she’d never been able to work up the courage to ask him to go anywhere with her. Owing to this, she’d assumed the rest of the team would be here too. Evallina tore her gaze away from him, trying to quiet her racing thoughts, but it was no use.

“Sorry, I should have clarified what I meant sooner,” Sergei said, as he let go of her hand. “If you’re not comfortable with just the two of us hanging out, I understand.”

“No!” Evallina burst out. “I wasn’t expecting it, that’s all. I’d love to go to the concert with you.”

His eyes were so full of surprise it took her aback for a second. Then, the look was gone, replaced by an expression she couldn’t read.

“If I told you this was a date, would you still say the same?”

Evallina’s jaw dropped. Her heart pounded against her chest, and she felt as though someone had doused her in electric sparks. She stared at him for a second, noting the rising colour in his cheeks, her mind replaying his words again. A date. This was a date. She’d spent so long admiring him from the shadows she’d never believed he’d been interested in her too. But looking back on it now, the signs had all been there all along. He’d always believed in her and been there for her; and the sparks had been there in the way he’d smiled at her and in the small gestures. How had she not seen it until now?

Evallina grinned and took his hand again. “Yes. Yes, I would.”

She knew she should say something more, but the ability to speak had deserted her.

“That’s good to know,” Sergei said and smiled back at her. “I’ve looked forward to this for so long.”

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