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Malika Rides the Bull	By : LadySummerisle Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 9572 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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When Malika woke up, she did not feel well, but it wasn’t in the way she would have imagined. Her head felt fuzzy and her stomach was doing cartwheels. She moaned and clutched at Iron Bull’s side, burying her face in his flesh. He slowly came to and gently put his arm around her,
“How you feeling, Kadan?”
“I don’t feel good…” she moaned like a whiny child.
“Shit…” He said, sitting up on his elbow to get a look at her, “I really went too hard last night, didn’t I?”
“No...It’s actually not...I feel...sick.” Nauseous, really. She could feel her salivary glands acting up and she swallowed against them. She hated throwing up.
“Well, come on, sit up and we’ll take a look at your back anyway, I want to make sure you’re healing alright.”
Malika moved to the edge of the bed and sat up, clutching her face and trying to pull herself together. Bull nestled up behind her and lightly stroked a welt on her back,
“How does that feel?”
“Fine.” she said, it honestly didn’t feel like anything. No sting, no pain.
“Well, that’s one of the worst...Looks like you’re healing up real good, Kadan. Gotta thank Stitches one of these days...” he had acquired the jar of salve and opened it so he could apply another layer, but when the intense spindleweed odor of it reached Malika’s nose, her stomach lurched.
“Maker, has that always smelled so strong?”
“Smells the same as always...You’re really not doing well, are you, Kadan?”
She tried to answer, but felt herself start to retch. In desperate need of fresh air, she stood up and made her way quickly to the balcony. The cold mountain air was sharp against her naked body as she clung to the railing and bent over, still trying desperately to contain herself. It was a lost cause. She stood on her toes and stretched over the side of the balustrade, emptying her stomach onto the rocks below.
Behind her, quick, heavy footsteps foretold Iron Bulls arrival. He took a large fistful of hair and held it back as she heaved in strong bursts, taking short breaks to catch her breath. After a long while, she finished, but the uneasiness in her stomach persisted.
Bull brought her a towel and wiped her face, looking her over with concern,
“Do we need to go to the healer?”
“No...no, I think I’m…” she turned and retched again,
“Nope, you’re not. Come on, let’s get dressed.”
Bull helped her into some clothes and they made their way down the stairs, wastebasket in tow just in case. It was early enough that there were only a few people milling about the castle; but even so, she asked Bull that they not use a very public route. It wouldn’t be good for morale for her men to see her like this. It was bad enough they had to cross the great hall where there were already a number of early birds eating breakfast, she didn’t want to have to cross the main lawn, too. They set a path through the rotunda, using the battlements and quietly sneaking through Cullen’s quarters, which were thankfully empty. It was early enough that the tavern was closed, so it would be empty except for Sera and Cole. They moved through Iron Bull’s old room where they heard Cole talking to himself before they even opened the door.
“Dressed in silk, tears staining her dress...Would she have done the same to me..? If that’s what it means, I will never bear children.”
Malika stopped and the Iron Bull looked back at her,
“Let’s go.” he said, urging her forward,
“Me.” she said in a whisper, “He’s talking about me.”
“Cole?”
“Yeah…” she pulled Bull back from the door and stood to listen, her nausea seemed to be abating anyway.
“But he is different. He cares. Protects. A father to his men.”
Malika looked up at Iron Bull who was now also listening intently. She took his hand and opened the door.
“Loved, not abandoned. Named, not assigned. He already wants, already wishes. He would call her Atashi.”
It was Iron Bull’s turn to freeze now. Malika let go of his hand and walked tentatively forward,
“Cole...you have been acting strange for days now...why...what are you going on about?”
Cole looked at her with his normal glassy stare, glancing down her body then back up to her face,
“Two heartbeats.” he said, then held a hand to her belly, “You are not alone.”
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