Summary: After speaking with the spirit of Telana, lover of the last Inquisitor, Nessa Lavellan brings an offering to Ghilanânain and considers the loss of her own lover. (Here be angst.)
âWill you wait for me, just a moment?â Nessa asked.
âOf course,â Dorian replied.
She turned back to the island. The place was known as the Ladyâs Rest. Nessa only hoped that the spirit who had lingered there so long would at last be able to find her rest.
No doubt Professor Kenric and Colette would be overjoyed to learn what Nessa and the others had found on the island. But the Inquisitor was growing weary of visiting the graves of her people.Â
Nessa drew a knife from her belt and knelt to cut the stems of poppies. The flowers grew abundantly at the crumbling corners of the house that sheltered Telanaâs remains. She also gathered lupines that grew in the field nearby. Her clan might be lost forever, but Nessa was no less a First.
That evening, while the others were occupied at the camp, Nessa slipped away. The veilfire torch cast an eerie glow on the twin altars. The sight of Andraste raised up beside Ghilanânain made Nessa feel a little sick. She could not imagine marrying her own beliefs to those of the Chantry. She wondered what had brought Ameridan to do such a thing. Perhaps pressure from a friend? She thought unhappily of Cassandraâs question months ago: âCould you not find room for one more god?âÂ
Reaching into her pack, Nessa drew out the flowers she had gathered earlier. She placed them on Ghilanânainâs altar, hoping that the gentle Mother of the Halla would accept the offering on Telanaâs behalf. With a silent spell, Nessa set fire to the plants, watching the trails of smoke wind up through the chill air.
âYou are sad,â a quiet voice came from beside her.
Nessa shied back. Her torch revealed Cole standing near Andrasteâs altar.
She raised a hand to her cheek, realizing that tears had traced a path there.Â
âI suppose thatâs true,â she murmured. âTelanaâs story was not a happy one.â
âYou brought flowers for her,â Cole observed.
âAn offering to Ghilanânain. It seemed the least I could do for her.â
âYou want to help her, but her story has ended. Help her, help yourself, spirit lost, wandering, waiting for her lover, vhenan, Iâm dreaming, banalâabelas, banal vhenan.â
Nessa felt her heart trying to pound its way out of her chest. Hearing Telanaâs heartbroken words bleeding into her own only made their shared pain clearer. Her words at Crestwood, harsher than she had meant, torn from her in the wake of so many other losses.
She was Ameridan, and she was Telana, caught in the stranglehold of destiny.Â
But Nessaâs own lover had abandoned her. Why, Ameridan, why? Telanaâs spirit had pleaded.Â
That was the question Nessa so desperately wanted Solas to answer. Why not this one? Anger and sick sorrow twisted in Nessaâs gut.
Telana had stayed by Ameridanâs side until he left her behind to die alone. Was that what Solas feared? His gravestone in the Fade had said as much. Perhaps that was her answer, after all. Perhaps he feared the fate of the last Dreamer who had followed in the footsteps of the Chantryâs Inquisitor.Â
âIâve spent too much time thinking about my own problems,â Nessa said. âI guess looking for the last Inquisitor has me worrying about what sort of death comes with the job.â
âYou did what you could,â Cole said.Â
âItâs not enough. It never is. Too little too late.â She couldnât stop the Breach, couldnât save her clan, couldnât even make Solas stay.
âBut you gave her flowers.â
âMourning flowers. Poppies for remembrance and lupines to ward the Dread Wolf away. Maybe one day someone will lay flowers on Juneâs altar for me.âÂ
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Loooots and looooots of UST. ...Which is probably a good thing. I think Solomon and Essa are as prone to get into a fight over the bedroom as anything else.
XD
But man oh man origamisoldier is going to be so much fun to tease tonight!
who wakes the other one up with kisses: Alessa, if only because Solomon would be kind enough to let her sleep as much as she could. Nightmares and all.
who cooks for who: Theyâd trade off, though Essa would try to cook the most, given her refusal of red meat and general need for control/micromanaging
who is the morning person/night person: Theyâre both night people, although I imagine Solomon would get huffy about Essaâs sharp wit being active even early in the morning.
who is the romantic one: Solomon, probably. Essa is⌠well. Sheâs just so busy. Things like romance honestly slip her mind.
who is the top when it comes to sex: This⌠would be a point of contention. Essa is controlling and Solomon, well, I know the character well enough.
who would lead in ballroom dancing: Solomon. Alessa is surprisingly 1) able to ballroom dance and 2) does it well following standard conventions.
who is the more cuddly one: Alessa. Sheâs a very tactile person. She already cuddles anyone she feels she can cling to.
who is the one to most likely pick the movie they watch: Theyâd rock paper scissors on it. Alessa really prefers documentariesâŚ
who is the one who would pay for dates: Alessa would try to pay for all of them. Solomon would have to dig his heels in for it to be otherwise.
who is the one who would initiate a quicky during classes missions: Solessa is an equal opportunity ship in this regards. :D
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