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The Trial of the Zevran	By : sexyPineapples Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 4537 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Age or the characters and am making no money by writing this. I'm just a creepy fan writing creepy fanfiction.

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Luella sat down and planted her face in her hands. Balls. She needed balls. She reached for the opened bottle of wine and brought it to her lips, but set it down instantly.
Zevran wanted her to be alert. She sat and pondered. Zevran was in his tent, and it would look really obvious if she approached him there.
She gathered her courage and stood up, her stomach somewhat queasy. He would have to take her if she was straightforward, unless he didn’t want her. But Zevran wanted everyone, didn’t he? He was the king of romping and his romping was widespread.
Luella walked towards his tent on shaky legs. She wanted this, and she would do it. She stood over the flap, and then poked her head inside.
“You dare invade the privacy of my tent?” he asked. He was sitting down on his cot, mixing a poison in a bottle.
“Sorry,” she said. He didn’t look angry, so she pressed forward. “Can I come in?”
“Did you remember where the something is you want me to assassinate?” Zevran’s eyes pierced hers and she felt her stomach flutter.
“Uh, yes,” she said, stepping inside. “And it’s… in your tent now. There, I said it!”
“Hardly,” Zevran muttered. He began to shake the poison in a bottle and it became iridescent. She had never seen a mixture like that. Maybe it wasn’t a poison.
“What is that you’re making?” she asked, curious, and sat at the edge of his bed.
“Ah, yes. I am making this so that I can properly assassinate this something whenever you figure out what it is.” Zevran said. She sighed.
“That doesn’t tell me what it is. Anyways, Zevran, can we, well, I think you know what I’m getting at here.”
“You are being so mysterious, warden,” he said, “it is no wonder why Leliana thinks there is something between you two. I, however, don’t like to be left in the dark and I do not chase after false hopes.”
Her eyes widened.
“So you do… like me?” she asked, leaning closer. She wished she had asked directly before.
“What is not to like? Yes, warden, I like you. You are a delight to be around, and you spared me my life.”
She exhaled, her heart thudding. She was making progress. “I like you too,” she said quickly. It was off her chest, and it felt like an enormous burden had lifted.
His yellow eyes darkened and he gave the bottle a final shake. “Well now that that’s confirmed, will you drink this?” He held the bottle out at her and she eyed it warily. “Ah, but it seems you do not trust me entirely. Either you drink it and die, or you drink it and you like the results, but you can’t decide if you can take my word. I have put you in quite the dilemma.”
“That’s not true,” she sputtered.
“I am much better at reading people than you realize, but your suspicions are not baseless. In fact, it is never wise to dismiss such suspicions so soon.”
He set the bottle on the stool at the side of his bed and leaned close to her. “You are too far away,” he said, gripping her upper arms and pulling her close to him. She was breathing heavily, staring at his face, and she could feel his breath against her face. She shivered. “And this nervousness of yours. Are you certain you want to be alone with me in my tent? You should know that if I get started with you,” he squeezed her upper arms and she held her breath, “I might get carried away.”
She nodded. “I’m certain. I followed you into your tent, didn’t I?”
“Yes, but you have no idea of the things I wish to do to you.” Zevran quirked a smile at her and her longing for him intensified. She licked her lips in anticipation. She wanted him to kiss her, now.
She eyed the bottle. “If you took a drink of it to prove that it’s fine,” she started.
“But you fail to understand the properties of poisons and potions,” he said, his eyes glinting at her, “you see, it is possible to make a poison that I can withstand yet you cannot.” He still picked up the bottle and took a sip. His eyes filled with lust and possessiveness. “Now there is less of a chance that it is poison, but there is still that slight possibility that it will kill you.”
Luella still eyed it. What was he playing at?
“If anything, it is better to be assassin-proofed to the likes of me than to trust everyone who says they like you.”
She cocked her head at him. “I can’t tell if you are trying to earn my trust or lose it.”
“And mysteries abound,” he said, still holding an amused tone.
She stared at the bottle in his hand, and in a questionable leap of faith, pulled it from his hand and drank the contents.
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