Faith Breaker
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Gale takes in the sharp smile, the spark in his eyes. He’s not afraid or outraged. He’s not even particularly unsettled. This is a sort of sport for Astarion.
“But I’ve already had my breakfast today.” Gale cocks his head to the side. “You know, I was up late last night as well. I didn’t hear any rummaging through the camp supplies. But I did hear someone shuffle out of their tent and return an hour later.”
“Mm, how odd,” Astarion hums, playing his fingers against the right side of the blade. “Maybe our gith friend got homesick and wanted to give her family a wave.”
“Careful, Astarion,” Gale drops his voice lower, quieter. “I do not play games I cannot win. And answers do not tend to hide from me for very long. Not if I’m looking for them.”
aka Gale and Astarion both have secrets and are quite bad at keeping them from each other.
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- Part 1 of Faith Breaker
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The lock on the Elfsong private suite slides closed with a gratifying chunk.
“You know, you really don’t disgust me at all,” Astarion says with no small amount of awe as Gale walks back over the bed and sits down on its plush surface.
Gale blinks at him as he processes the pointed attempt at praise. “Uhm. That is… pleasing to hear.”
The light trill of Astarion’s laugh tinkles like a windchime in the breeze. Oh gods, Gale really is far gone, if that’s the sort of comparison he’s dreaming up. He knew as much already, but he does wonder when he became so besotted. Gale recalls his unreasonable fascination with Astarion at the outset of their journey, colored with wariness and the ghost of his own loneliness. It’s as if he blinked and became utterly devout.
“Trust me, that is more impressive than it sounds."
or: Gale's love affair with Astarion and my love affair with adverbs.
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- Part 2 of Faith Breaker