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Continuation of Flower. It was hours into the reception, yet the revelries seemed as lively as ever. The guests were dancing and dipping in the middle of the estate’s courtyard, lounging and laughing at the makeshift bar. Drinks were abundant, and companionship was even more so. Fenris brought the frosted mug back to his lips, the rush of ale sweeter and cleaner than he was accustomed to. It was a finer brew than the Hanged Man provided, a luxury Hawke had imported specifically for this occasion. From his place at the bar, he could catch Varric at one of the fancier tables, most likely regaling an inflated tale to the small crowd he ha

He found her waiting by the chapel doors with the other women, eyes darting around nervously and teeth worrying her bottom lip. As she shifted slightly from side to side, her pale blue dress swished against her thighs rhythmically, like the gentle waves of an ocean. Walking up to her to catch her attention, he offered a small smile, the softest curve of his lips in a gesture of comfort. She could barely smile back, her small hands clutching tightly at her bouquet of white flowers. “Why are you so worried?” he asked, tilting his head inquisitively. “...I’ve never been in a wedding,” she admitted in a small voic

Title: Laws of Motion [Chapter 22] Author: annatheginger Game: Mass Effect Characters/Pairing: fem!Shep/Kaidan A. Disclaimer: cursing, violence, gore “For every action there is an equal or opposite reaction.” –Isaac Newton His vision was tunneled and focused as he navigated the hallways, his entire body buzzing with unease. He felt his shoulder collide roughly with a nearby salarian’s, accidentally knocking over the slight alien. Not pausing to apologize, he pushed forward, those three words echoing over and over in his mind. We found her. He could still scarcely believe that she was alive - after five days of waiting