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Fic: "Reflections: Chapter 4"
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Reflections: Chapter 4 (Emrys) (AO3)
Pairings: m!Lavellan/Dorian, [DAI Spoiler]m!Hawke/Fenris
Other characters: Solas, Sera
Words for this chapter: 2,351
Rating: PG (language, for this chapter--work is NC-17 for previous chapter)
Warnings: M/M (previous chapters--implied past non-con/dubcon, discussions of slavery)
[Teaser]
“I, ah, noticed Fenris did not return with you,” Emrys said, uncertain if it was the best way to broach the subject but doing it anyway. “I just wanted to know if everything is okay.”
Hawke grimaced at the question. “As well as things could be under the circumstances,” he replied. “What with Tevinter cultists seducing the Grey Warden into blood magic rituals that are slaughtering their warriors and turning their mages into mindless puppets.” He shuddered then turned serious. “I asked Fenris to go back to the Free Marches and check on my brother. He’s a Templar-or, was,” Hawke corrected himself.
“I know,” Emrys said, when Hawke went silent for a few moments.
“I didn’t know how bad things were with them until I got here,” Hawke said with a faint growl to his words, “getting a chance to talk to Cullen and finding out the extent of the damage from that Maker bedamned red lyrium.” His jaw worked under the shadow of his beard. “Another evil I helped bring into this world.”
Reflections: Chapter 4 (Emrys) (AO3)
Pairings: m!Lavellan/Dorian, [DAI Spoiler]m!Hawke/Fenris
Other characters: Solas, Sera
Words for this chapter: 2,351
Rating: PG (language, for this chapter--work is NC-17 for previous chapter)
Warnings: M/M (previous chapters--implied past non-con/dubcon, discussions of slavery)
[Teaser]
“I, ah, noticed Fenris did not return with you,” Emrys said, uncertain if it was the best way to broach the subject but doing it anyway. “I just wanted to know if everything is okay.”
Hawke grimaced at the question. “As well as things could be under the circumstances,” he replied. “What with Tevinter cultists seducing the Grey Warden into blood magic rituals that are slaughtering their warriors and turning their mages into mindless puppets.” He shuddered then turned serious. “I asked Fenris to go back to the Free Marches and check on my brother. He’s a Templar-or, was,” Hawke corrected himself.
“I know,” Emrys said, when Hawke went silent for a few moments.
“I didn’t know how bad things were with them until I got here,” Hawke said with a faint growl to his words, “getting a chance to talk to Cullen and finding out the extent of the damage from that Maker bedamned red lyrium.” His jaw worked under the shadow of his beard. “Another evil I helped bring into this world.”