A Nightingale in Sunshine 3D (3D glasses not supplied)
anonymous
February 1 2012, 09:52:04 UTC
Bethany had gotten halfway through the most promising looking book, a rather dry history of the Tevinter occupation, when she was interrupted by Isabela cheerily peeking her head around the doorframe.
“I heard there was a fugitive from justice here in need of supplies?”
“Isabela!” said Bethany. “I am so glad to see you!”
“I’m glad to see you too, sweetness,” she said. “And even more glad that you managed to escape from those blasted Templars. Hawke goes away for five minutes and they think they can get away with anything!” She dropped heavily onto the bed and started pulling things out of a large bag. “I’ve got some food, some spare clothes, what your mother said was your favourite staff, and various other bits and pieces. Including…these!” She pulled out a pack of cards.
Bethany laughed. “Those will come in handy. So you saw my mother? Is she alright?”
“It would take more than a few Templars to phase that woman,” said Isabela. “She was glad to hear that you’re safe. Merril sends her regards, too, but says she isn’t sure she could climb into a window without falling down and waking up the neighbourhood. And Aveline says not to worry about the guard, she’ll keep them off your back.”
“So much trouble just for me!” said Bethany. “I really appreciate it, thank you.”
“Hawke would never forgive me if something happened to you,” said Isabela. “And that woman is terrifying when she’s angry.”
“Oh, so this is all for Marian’s benefit is it?” teased Bethany. She’d certainly noticed Isabela making eyes at her sister every chance she got.
“Well it’s not like I care about you, obviously” said Isabela with a grin. “Come on, I’ll teach you my favourite variety of Solitaire, though it’s not as much fun when you’re sober. This has gotten me through many a long night waiting for a boat to come in.”
Two games and a bottle of weak beer later and Isabela was standing up to go. “Don’t worry,” she said. “The house arrest should only be for a little while until we can come up with a more permanent solution. And Leliana said she’d pop by when she’s finished at the Chantry. Since the two of you were out together today she didn’t want to be seen to be acting suspiciously.”
“Oh!” said Bethany happily. ”How wonderful!” It wasn’t that she didn’t like Isabela, but she had wondered if she’d have a chance to see Leliana again. Suddenly her situation didn’t seem so grim.
“Oooh,” said Isabela with a knowing look. “Like that is it? Well, I’m sure Fenris won’t mind you putting his bed to good use. Just don’t let her keep you up too late, you’ll wake the neighbours.”
“What do you…Isabela. As if I would…and she’s a Chantry sister!”
“Exactly. You should see some of the things I’ve seen Chantry sisters get up to,” said Isabela with a leer. “And she has hidden depths, that woman, trust me. No humble minstrel is that talented with a pair of knives.”
Bethany gave her a disapproving glare. “Oh alright, I’ll stop scandalising you,” said Isabela. “Keep safe, ok?”
“I heard there was a fugitive from justice here in need of supplies?”
“Isabela!” said Bethany. “I am so glad to see you!”
“I’m glad to see you too, sweetness,” she said. “And even more glad that you managed to escape from those blasted Templars. Hawke goes away for five minutes and they think they can get away with anything!” She dropped heavily onto the bed and started pulling things out of a large bag. “I’ve got some food, some spare clothes, what your mother said was your favourite staff, and various other bits and pieces. Including…these!” She pulled out a pack of cards.
Bethany laughed. “Those will come in handy. So you saw my mother? Is she alright?”
“It would take more than a few Templars to phase that woman,” said Isabela. “She was glad to hear that you’re safe. Merril sends her regards, too, but says she isn’t sure she could climb into a window without falling down and waking up the neighbourhood. And Aveline says not to worry about the guard, she’ll keep them off your back.”
“So much trouble just for me!” said Bethany. “I really appreciate it, thank you.”
“Hawke would never forgive me if something happened to you,” said Isabela. “And that woman is terrifying when she’s angry.”
“Oh, so this is all for Marian’s benefit is it?” teased Bethany. She’d certainly noticed Isabela making eyes at her sister every chance she got.
“Well it’s not like I care about you, obviously” said Isabela with a grin. “Come on, I’ll teach you my favourite variety of Solitaire, though it’s not as much fun when you’re sober. This has gotten me through many a long night waiting for a boat to come in.”
Two games and a bottle of weak beer later and Isabela was standing up to go. “Don’t worry,” she said. “The house arrest should only be for a little while until we can come up with a more permanent solution. And Leliana said she’d pop by when she’s finished at the Chantry. Since the two of you were out together today she didn’t want to be seen to be acting suspiciously.”
“Oh!” said Bethany happily. ”How wonderful!” It wasn’t that she didn’t like Isabela, but she had wondered if she’d have a chance to see Leliana again. Suddenly her situation didn’t seem so grim.
“Oooh,” said Isabela with a knowing look. “Like that is it? Well, I’m sure Fenris won’t mind you putting his bed to good use. Just don’t let her keep you up too late, you’ll wake the neighbours.”
“What do you…Isabela. As if I would…and she’s a Chantry sister!”
“Exactly. You should see some of the things I’ve seen Chantry sisters get up to,” said Isabela with a leer. “And she has hidden depths, that woman, trust me. No humble minstrel is that talented with a pair of knives.”
Bethany gave her a disapproving glare. “Oh alright, I’ll stop scandalising you,” said Isabela. “Keep safe, ok?”
“You too,” said Bethany. And then she was gone.
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