It was not something he had dared ever dream for, either--especially not with the nightmares about her that often still plagued his sleeping hours. But with her there in front of him, the feelings felt real and... raw, as they had so long ago. "Nor did I. But I think... If the Inquisitor is truly the Herald of Andraste, I believe Andraste herself must have brought us together. For this chance."
His cheeks burned hot and bright as his stomach churned, nervousness bubbling in his gut as if something was bound to cause everything around them to burn.
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Date: 2024-07-20 06:04 am (UTC)His cheeks burned hot and bright as his stomach churned, nervousness bubbling in his gut as if something was bound to cause everything around them to burn.