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Samahlen	By : BronxWench Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 1569 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Insanity

"Tell me again why we did not assassinate this Rendon Howe," Zevran muttered, his swords flashing.
Wraith spared the Antivan elf a quick look. "We're not Loghain. We don't send assassins to do our dirty work."
Zevran snorted. "This would explain the blood on my armor. Charming."
"Could we focus on why we're here?" Alistair demanded. He punched his shield into one of Howe's guards, staggering the man.
"Well, I for one find it fascinating that Loghain would allow Howe to imprison his own daughter," Morrigan observed, sending a gout of flame down the hall. "The sheer arrogance of having your minion hold the Queen is breathtaking."
"You can tell Loghain how much you admire his style at the Landsmeet," Alistair retorted. "Right now, we need to find the mage who's warded the door to Anora's room."
"Now we know why Howe didn't pay his workmen," Zevran commented. He spun with surprising speed to sink his short sword into the back of a guard. "He spent all his money on these guards. Not wisely, if you ask me."
The Antivan danced off in search of more prey, and Wraith spared a glance for Alistair, noting the grim expression on the man's face.
"What is it, emma lath?" Wraith fell in beside Alistair as they moved forward cautiously.
"It seems somehow contrived, doesn't it?" Alistair asked. "We're here to rescue Anora, but Loghain has to know she's here. This is a trap, isn't it?"
Wraith shrugged. "If it is, we've sprung it already. Nothing for it now but to finish the game." The elf gave his lover a wry smile. "We've gotten out of worse spots."
Alistair groaned, but a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Every time you say that, something really awful happens, you know."
"And we manage to survive," Wraith chuckled. "Have you thought about marrying Anora?"
Alistair stopped dead, his expression somewhere between incredulous and furious. "What? Are you completely insane?"
Wraith arched an eyebrow. "Think about it. She holds the throne. Your royal blood, her as Cailin's Queen, Eamon's support. There's the Landsmeet won for you right there."
"Have you been drinking with Oghren?" Alistair demanded. "First of all, she's my brother's widow. Well, half-brother, anyway. Second of all, she's Loghain's daughter. Do you even trust her?"
"What I trust is self-interest, and it's in her interest to support us against her father," Wraith replied calmly. "Loghain's already sent a clear message that she's a pawn to him. If Howe kills her, Loghain will take the throne in her place. He's that much harder to unseat, Landsmeet be damned."
"What makes you think she'll even consider it?" Alistair asked, looking at Wraith as though he had grown a second head.
"What makes you think she hasn't already thought of this herself?" Wraith countered. "She was raised to be Queen. It makes sense, if you think about it."
Alistair shook his head. "That's it. You are insane."
"Practical," Wraith replied. "I'm counting on her to do what she needs to keep her throne."
"And we get?" Alistair all but snarled the words.
"You get to be King, she gets children with royal blood, and I get you." Wraith shot Alistair a wicked look. "My own royal bastard."
"I'm beginning to hate that sobriquet," Alistair muttered.
"I am grateful." Anora inclined her head to Wraith. "Now, let's get back to Eamon's estate. There's much for us to discuss."
Anora had donned the armor of Howe's guards as a disguise, and Wraith gestured for her to follow them as they headed for the front door. It was the fastest exit, and the carnage had been confined to the basement. With any luck, the guards on the first floor remained unaware.
They reached the front door, to find Ser Cauthrien standing there with some of her elite men-at-arms.
"Told you," Alistair muttered. "Every time you say that, it gets worse."
"Warden," Cauthrien said, her tone icy. "I am placing you under arrest for the murder of Rendon Howe, Arl of Denerim."
Here then was the trap, and it was marvelously simple. If Wraith refused to surrender, if he fought, he proved beyond a doubt that the Grey Wardens were not to be trusted, and Loghain's actions at Ostagar were justified. If he surrendered, it was unlikely that he would survive to fight the Blight, and Alistair would die along with him. Cauthrien waited expectantly, her men poised for battle.
Wraith took a deep breath and lowered his weapons. "We surrender."
"We do?" Alistair shot Wraith an incredulous look.
"I'm surprised," Cauthrien said, looking thoughtful. "Take the Wardens into custody. I don't care about the others. They're free to go."
The cell was cold when Wraith woke, clad only in a breechcloth. Alistair was already awake, sitting with his back against the wall, and his face lit up when Wraith sat up cautiously.
"I was beginning to think they'd hit you too hard," Alistair said, but his attempt at humor fell flat. "If you're wondering we are, welcome to Fort Drakon. Not much chance of us getting out of here, not alive, anyway."
Wraith moved to sit beside Alistair. "Not much chance? Perfect. This is where we excel, emma lath."
"You're beyond insane." Alistair looked at Wraith. "In case we don't excel, I want you to know I love you."
"And I love you," Wraith replied, somehow contriving to get under Alistair's arm. He settled himself comfortably against his lover.
"What do we do now?"
"We wait," Wraith replied.
"For what?" Alistair asked.
"Rescue." Wraith paused to let that sink in.
"And while we wait?" Alistair asked with surprising calm.
Wraith chuckled and turned to straddle Alistair's thighs. "We're alone, and no one is trying to kill us at the moment, at least not actively."
Alistair slid his hands up Wraith's back, pulling his lover closer. "Insanity must be contagious," he murmured as his lips found Wraith's lips.

Prompt word: Sobriquet
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