Alistair
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Post by Alistair on Mar 16, 2011 2:35:37 GMT -5
His face softened "I'm sorry- it's just, how am I suppose to react?" He reached out for her "I would never demean you like that, but we could have found a way to make it work. It- it doesn't need to be like this."
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Ailwen
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Post by Ailwen on Mar 16, 2011 2:38:47 GMT -5
"There is no way. The people will never accept an Elf as their Queen, and even if they did, you need to produce an heir."
She looked him in the eyes.
"We can't be together. It's the only solution."
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Alistair
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Post by Alistair on Mar 16, 2011 2:43:51 GMT -5
"I don't give a damn about an heir, I want no other! This castle, is like a prison without you in it. I stare at these walls each day wishing you'd come back to me. Praying to find a way, it's not right."
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Ailwen
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Post by Ailwen on Mar 16, 2011 2:47:10 GMT -5
There would be no tears--not in front of him anyway. It didn't keep her heart from twisting up painfully inside her chest.
"I shouldn't have come," she said softly.
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Alistair
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Post by Alistair on Mar 16, 2011 14:12:37 GMT -5
"No" he replied, substantially calmer "it's better than you did. It's better to know... than to spend my life dreaming and wondering of what could have been."
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Post by Ailwen on Mar 16, 2011 15:38:26 GMT -5
So now they were a what-could-have-been. It was like a punch in the gut. To hear him say it made it real.
"I won't be around much... you won't have to see me. I thought I might head towards Highever and look for recruits. They want me to take advantage of the lull after the Blight to swell our numbers."
She was also supposed to tell him this weeks ago, him being the only other Warden left in the country, but she'd been unable to face him.
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Alistair
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Post by Alistair on Mar 16, 2011 17:51:43 GMT -5
He turned sideways "Right, duty and all that" he couldn't look at her anymore, he didn't have it in him.
He took a deep breath "Well, I guess then you've got much to do, shouldn't stand about bugging with me." He smiled, a false smile that poorly shaded his broken heart.
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Ailwen
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Post by Ailwen on Mar 16, 2011 22:12:45 GMT -5
She looked over to him, opened her mouth to say something, and couldn't. She left the rose on the bench as she rose and turned away.
She couldn't say goodbye.
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Alistair
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Post by Alistair on Mar 16, 2011 23:00:19 GMT -5
As she turned Alistair reached out for her, his eyes betraying his smile and began to cry.
But she was moving before he could reach her.
Falling to his knees he watched her leave, hand still outstretched. He stayed there for quite a while, before standing and slowly grabbing the rose. He'd stay locked away for three days, locked away, attempting to mend his heart.
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Post by Ailwen on Mar 16, 2011 23:10:38 GMT -5
She squeezed her eyes together to stop the tears. She walked out of the palace with her head held high.
When she arrived at Shianni's, where she was staying, she collapsed. Sisterly arms rocked the hero of the Blight, shushing soothingly and stroking her coppery hair. It took hours, but when she rose, there would be no more tears. Never again would she cry over a man.
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Alistair
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Post by Alistair on Mar 26, 2011 20:04:39 GMT -5
**THREE DAYS LATER**
Alistair sat uncomfortably in the royal throne, looking grim. The light in the hall was dark, causing the man who's eyes always seemed to twinkle fall dark, on the door at the end.
He'd insisted to be left alone, although he could feel the peering eyes of the help on the upper levels.
His insistance was not due to any personal preference, but on the request of his soon to be guest.
Although he couldn't quite figure out why Zevran would want to meet in private, as it was Alistair who had contacted him.
Sighing he leaned back, he was late, as usual.
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Zevran
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Post by Zevran on Mar 28, 2011 13:58:24 GMT -5
From behind the throne there came the quiet shuffling of fabric, and a quick snort as he began waking up from his nap.
Perhaps it was the paranoia of traveling alone, but for the last week Zevran had not been able to bring himself to sleep in an inn or camp out in the open lest his campfire signal those who he didn't want to be found by. As such, he had been getting absolutely no sleep. But when he heard around town that the King had been asking after him he saw an oppurtunity. For sleep.
An empty throne room is oddly comfortable.
As he came completely into conciousness he caught the expression of the one sitting in the giant chair that he was sleeping behind. He yawned, loudly, then remarked, "You brood to loudly."
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Alistair
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Post by Alistair on Mar 29, 2011 15:29:21 GMT -5
Alistair jumped slightly and the voice coming from behind him, and grabbed his chest "Bloody Hell Zevran, you scar- wait, were you sleeping?" He stood up "Behind me?"
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Zevran
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Post by Zevran on Mar 31, 2011 0:54:15 GMT -5
Zevran made an obvious show of yawning and draping the traveling cloak he had been using as a blanket around his shoulders before finally moving out from behind the throne. Otherwise he didn't really answer Alistair beyond a smirk, and began to stretch life back into his limbs.
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Alistair
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Post by Alistair on Apr 1, 2011 13:48:12 GMT -5
Crossing his arms, Alistair stared at Zevran "You do realize there are plenty of open rooms, with beds, and no body sleeping in them."
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