[Dragon Age] Ring

On the second day, the third day, and the fourth day, Karen would meet Emily in the prayer room at dawn every day.

Most of the time they just snuggled together, Emily leaning on Karen's shoulder, her bare feet always resting on the sides of his legs, or he held them in the palm of his hand and warmed them with his own warmth. Warm her cold skin.They rarely talked, as if Karen was still in the library, he watched her silently, watching her either think about the problem, or read the books or notes brought over.

Occasionally she would raise her head to say something, and then send him a kiss. Whenever this time, she always smiled slightly, her lips were pressed against his cheek, her fingers were entangled with hers, her temperature And the breath surrounds him.

Karen often felt like she was still dreaming.

If it wasn't a dream, how could he hold Emily in his arms?He shouldn't have done this, even if he thought about it.

Every night when she lay in bed and recalled these things, guilt and despair would burn in Karen's heart.He was proud of who he was, but he liked her...he loved her.He told himself every night that he should stop, even if it was to protect her.That's easy, as long as he doesn't go to the prayer room anymore, as long as he doesn't respond to her.She will be disappointed, maybe sad, but short-term pain is worse than long-term pain. Karen understands very well that he cannot give Emily a future, and he hopes that this girl can obtain his own happiness.

For a mage, happiness is only possible if he stays away from the Templars.It's so despicable isn't it.Because of his selfish desires, he violated his duties and dragged her down.Karen hated herself for being like this.

But he couldn't refuse her, and when the night was over and the sun came up, Karen couldn't help herself getting out of bed—thinking that Emily, who was waiting for her in the prayer room, might be disappointed by her missed appointment, might be disappointed by her refusal. But with a sad expression on his face, he couldn't help himself to put on his clothes and go to the appointment.And he wanted to be with her, he wanted to hold her in his arms, and every time Karen did it he felt so fulfilled.

Creator, he would rather this be a dream.

"Karen?"

Emily's voice brought him back to reality from the torment. She, the beautiful apprentice, showed a curious and worried expression: "I'm preoccupied today, what happened?"

"……No."

Her face was close at hand, and her own shadow was reflected in her light green eyes. Under Emily's gaze, Karen had no choice but to shake off her own entanglement, and forced a smile: "It's nothing."

He couldn't bother her with such things.

But Emily refused to let him go easily. She gently raised her hand and touched Karen's cheek with her fingertips: "I want to do something for you, Karen. Every girl should do something for her lover." Order something."

She said he was her lover.

"But I can't even hold your hand when there are people around." Her voice was still so soft. In Karen's impression, Emily had never spoken loudly, "Let me share your troubles for you, okay?" ? That's the only thing I can do for you."

She said he was her... lover.

Karen sighed.

"I often think, why me?" He leaned slightly towards Emily's palm, Karen's hand covered Emily's hand, and he looked at her: "You are so..."

"Ok?"

You are so beautiful, how many men in the ring will follow you with their eyes.How can I get your favor in exchange for my virtue?But Karen couldn't say such words. He was never a person who was good at complimenting women with words.

"I thought I was always...unrequited, unrequited love." He let go of Emily's hand, and turned his head awkwardly, "The Templars often talk about you, and you and Jovan are also very close... ...well, why me?"

He stuttered again, and it took all of Karen's courage to finish the question.He doubted whether Emily could understand his expression without following the last sentence.

Fortunately, Emily understood.

She laughed.

"Are you envious of Jovan?"

"Yes...no! The breath of the Creator." When the affirmative answer subconsciously blurted out, Karen realized what he was, and at that moment he really wanted to bite his tongue off, "I, I, I, I just, uh— —”

Karen's words were interrupted by her happy laughter.Emily laughed so happily that her shoulders couldn't help shaking. She rarely expressed her emotions in such a direct way.

At least it made her happy, didn't it?Karen touched her neck shyly, and decided to keep her rebuttal in her stomach.

"Karen, you are so cute."

"Yes, yes?"

She managed to stop her smile, and her eyes were still full of joy: "Don't envy Qiao Wan, ten of them together can't equal half of you."

When he said this, Emily's eyes never left him.Karen felt hot from her face to the back of her ears, and she blinked: "Why can't it be you? You always... always avoid me, how would you know how I... look at you .”

Karen couldn't believe her ears.

He watched her face slowly approaching, felt her lips pressed against his own, and her soft arms wrapped around his neck.He could feel that she was still laughing, and the trembling from her chest was transmitted to him. Karen suddenly forgot why he had to worry about the future... At least for now, he didn't care about the future.

After a kiss, Karen took Emily into his arms and buried his cheek in her hair.

How much he wants people in the French Ring, the entire Saidas continent, and the whole world to hear what Emily just said.

But no... they can only hide it.

And it's well concealed.

Lovelan returns Karen the portrait Serra stole.It is no exaggeration to say that she has never seen the commander of the Tribunal show such...indescribable expression—to be precise, it's not that Karen's expression is indescribable, but that Laflan really can't find an adjective to describe it.

At least one thing Loveran can be sure of is that Karen and the hero Ferelden have an extraordinary relationship.

But no one knows about it, which is so strange.As a hero who saved the whole continent, no one knew that she had a lover.

"It's not surprising, she's a mage... having an affair with a Templar, this matter was very serious at the time." When she threw this question to Leiliana, the spy master of the Tribunal said after pondering for a moment, "You're a Dalish elf, so it's normal to have questions."

Indeed, even if the Loveland tribe is relatively friendly to human society, Elena Loveland, the judge of the Tribunal, still grew up in a lush forest.She has never experienced such things as mages in the ring, mages and templars, and the rebellion of the ring, and it is difficult for Lafran to agree with this.

"It seems that you are very curious about this matter, Judge." Reliana looked at Loveland for a moment, then said with a smile.

"Uh." Lovelan touched her nose in embarrassment, so she said that sometimes she really hated her own curiosity. "I just thought that the hero of Feladen was young when he stopped the plague."

But a young girl can bear this love to the point where no one knows.

Reliana understood what she meant, and put away her smile slightly: "Yes, she concealed it very well. She is my best friend, but before she brought us back to the circle of law, I didn't even know there was Karen is such a person."

Lafran saw Leiliana turned her head slightly, and fell into deep thought about the past: "She told me that she has someone she likes, but I never thought that person would be a Templar... Until we just hit the Callanhard Circle Rebellion."

"Rebellion?" Lovelan frowned.

Ferelden's hero is a mage, and Karen was once a Templar.The mage rebellion, that's not a good conflict for this love story.

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