Dorian smiled as he guided Davrien to the broad wooden dance floor. The group departed, standing on either side in the lush grass. The temp changed, a piano began to play in tune of their dance. The king held Davrien's hand, while the other rested on his waste. It was a song he chose to be ( + )

( + ) of unpacking." 𝐸𝑛𝑑.

( + ) warm smile, a thought struck him; no matter how far apart they would be, he would always find his rightful place beside Davrien. "Ah, that is a fair point." Said the altus. "Why don't we come back to these later. After all, I'm sure D'elgara would prefer if we spent time with her instead ( + )

( + ) domesticity: the simple things in life that men dream to have. While their lives weren't simple, given their circumstances: it would come eventually once Corypheus was defeated, he had to at least feel optimistic that a sort of life would be for them. As his lips curled upward into a ( + )

Dorian smiled as he watched Davrien lift D'elgara up, shifting on his heels to fully gaze at the two. Sitting the bottles off to the side, he approached them, gingerly kissing the elf's chin, and a gentle kiss in between her ears. He never thought someone like him would meet mutual ( + )

Goodnight folks & sweet dreams 💜 𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘, 𝐷𝑎𝑣𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛 𝑗𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑠 𝐷𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐷'𝑒𝑙𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑖𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑑, 𝑠𝑛𝑢𝑔𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑣ℎ𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑛, 𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑤𝑖𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑖𝑛 𝐷𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛'𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑠, 𝐷'𝑒𝑙𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑏𝑦 ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑.

( + ) it won't hurt." Said the altus as he sat the bottles gingerly on the shelf. "Since you've given me permission to touch up your quarters, I'll gladly use it to my advantage~."

( + ) marriage. Even if their thoughts were in the right place, how I feel about you isn't going to change, amatus. I'm not all too concerned about how she feels about our relationship, as I am about how she'll feel personally about me. Her opinions don't matter to me, but that doesn't mean ( + )

( + ) she may feel some sort of way about our relationship, but I could rightly care less what she feels about us. Mother Giselle, and Solas have equally shared their disapproval of our relationship. If I gave care to what others thought or felt about us, I wouldn't of asked for your hand in ( + )

Dorian chuckled, lifting up the empty crate and setting it off to the side as he opened another. "Given that we've been away well over a month, I'd say she's happier that we're back, than the gifts we brought her. Although, as for your sister-" He paused as he took the lid off. "I understand ( + )

( + ) belongings in. Since we're now venturing into mutual domesticity; I don't necessarily want to change anything, maybe suggest some changes. Your taste is a little.... austere."

( + ) her circumstances." Said Dorian as he gingerly placed them on to the bed. "Although, since I'm officially moving into your quarters, we'll have to do something about all of this empty space, amatus. While you'll be in the middle of your meetings before we head off, I'll move my ( + )

( + ) she would've rather D'elgara had it, than it go to waste and collect dust." Looking back down into the crate and began to pull out the clothes inside. "Even if she can't, you'll be the one to have to answer those questions. And that, is even if she has any ill feelings toward me, given ( + )

Dorian stood to his feet, and began to unpack the boxes. He knew well of how much they purchased, but not exactly keeping up with what was sent back ahead of them. The altus chuckled through his nose, and gazed over his shoulder toward them. "If Viera is still the person we both remember, ( + )

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