Missy_Mischief
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The sun had set when they reached Redcliffe, and Dorian had a brief moment of panic when he thought they might stay at the Gull. To his relief, they only stopped to refresh the horses. Standing there, waiting for fresh mounts, Dorian could just make out the roof of the Gull- its chimney puffing black smoke into the purpling sky. If he never went back there, it would be too soon. Without the Inquisitor, he’d never have gone in the first place. Then it finally dawned on him that he’d be speaking to the Inquisitor for the first time since… Well, it’s not that Dorian was precious about fondling men. But, as a rule, he rarely saw them again after. And he certainly didn’t work with them. So don’t be precious about it now, he told himself. If it had meant anything, surely the Inquisitor would have said something. Maker’s sake, the Herald of Andraste had bigger things to worry about. They all did.
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In my head, the events of DAI are Varric's version of the story. So this is a *mostly* cannon-compliant account of Lavellan and Dorian's relationship from "Last Resort of Good Men" into "Here Lies the Abyss." It delves into themes of: structural inequality, grief/loss, and the horrifying ordeal of being known.Series
- Part 1 of Something Foolish and Real
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23 Oct 2025