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They were really getting into the swing of it now. As with most things, Isabela was working more with broad strokes, getting excited by the overall idea without thinking too much about the logistics of it. She only paid attention to fine details when planning heists, and she was quite content to...

Celeste scoffed a little, announcing that Luis could try to find them if he wanted, implying he’d have no chance. Naishe wanted to believe her but couldn’t. She didn’t dare to. Luis wouldn’t just kill Celeste when he caught them, he would use her and Daniel to teach Naishe a lesson, shortly...

For a few minutes, Naishe had been left unable to speak. She barely even had a thought, just a warm sense of contentment accompanied by the buzzing beneath her skin, and feeling Celeste pressed against her lulled her into a stupor. She couldn’t remember having ever felt this at ease, and she...

If the kiss between them earlier had been like a few drops of liquid on a parched man’s tongue, this was like letting him stick his entire head in a water barrel. There was no hesitation from Celeste, no games, no acting as though her needs, while welcome for purpose, made her unseemly. More...

Naishe would have been interested in Celeste anyway - her zest for life, sparking green eyes and wicked grin would have caught Naishe’s attention from the other side of a large, packed ballroom. But her interest had really been kindled by hearing about her life on the ship, and was fanned now as...

Naishe hadn’t forgotten all the tricks of being a con artist yet. Number one amongst them was keeping a cool head and a straight face, but both failed her at the sight of the qunari. She hadn’t expected the roiling anger that burned up into her throat. Normally only Luis at his most slimy could...

Celeste suggested a beautiful vision; one in which Naishe was able to join her and Daniel on their adventure, albeit with Luis also present. They both knew it couldn’t happen. Luis would sooner admit he was lackluster in bed then let Naishe experience a moment of freedom that wasn’t on his...

“Not getting caught is a speciality of mine,” Celeste grinned, seizing Naishe’s hand. The contact made Naishe’s breath catch almost as much as their daring kiss in the parlour had. Touch was not unusual between friends in Antiva, but the casual cheek kisses and brief touches from the wives of...

Naishe had half-hoped that Celeste might have missed Luis’ warning, but the hard flash in the sharp green eyes told her she hadn’t. Discomfort and anger wriggled hotly in Naishe’s gut. As the tearaway she’d been before the fucking Qun came crashing into her mother’s life, she couldn’t imagine...

Naturally, Varric expressed disbelief at Isabela’s handling of the whole situation. Isabela couldn’t blame him. Frankly, she’d have been offended if he’d taken it in his stride. “Rescuing lovers in distress and telling them to behave? Next thing you’ll be telling me you’re applying for a spot in...

If only all Luis’ visitors were like this, he’d never hear a complaint out of her again. Naishe had forgotten what it was like to kiss somebody who actually responded to their partner; Luis wasn’t bad, but when he decided he wanted her, it was very clear who was in charge of the situation...

Isabela pouted as Varric pulled the parchment from her hand - but also intrigued. Normally he was fairly relaxed about her seeing odd scraps of his work, especially the discarded stuff, and he seemed amused by her teasing him over the crap stuff. Still, what was crap by Varric’s standards was...

Celeste was saucy, cheeky, intriguing - all things that Naishe could appreciate - but she was also so Maker-damn refreshing. After months of staid Antivan housewives and proper manners, Naishe was beginning to feel like herself again. More than that, as though ‘herself’ wasn’t something that...

Varric chuckled, waving off her suggestion as he had before. “Not exactly my genre.” “No matter.” Isabela tossed her head. “I’ll have a go at it. How hard can it be to write sex scenes with a little bit of plot looped around them?” She was teasing; Varric was an artist and she appreciated...

Naishe had mixed feelings about Rivain. On the one hand, it was where she had grown up, and was beautiful; not in the tasteful manner of the Antivans, but bright, flashing colours in clothes and winking from piercings, heavily spiced food, and most Rivaini had a zest for life that seemed almost...

Isabela fingered the small pouch at her waist, and grinned at the distinctive outline of the coins that were swelling it to bursting point. It had been a good week for her - of course, working alongside Hawke meant it came with a certain amount of do-goodery, but she wasn’t complaining about...

Isabela returned Celeste’s nod with one of her own, and then turned back to her brandy as the negotiations started. Between the bloody dog going overboard and then this diversion, her return to the waves hadn’t been quite as hoped. But it was still better than freezing her ass off at the...

Naishe was fairly certain she hadn’t imagined the gleam of approval in Celeste’s eyes when she declared Wicked Grace her favourite game. That green gaze was liable to put all sorts of naughty thoughts in a girl’s head – particularly one who’d never been that inclined towards behaving in the...

Isabela was three fingers of brandy in and feeling considerably less furious. She was woman enough to admit that some of her anger had been less about being attacked and more to do with the fact that she wasn’t the one giving orders on the ship. It had been a long time since she’d been subject...

Daniel and Celeste were being brought in as protection, or part of an alliance, it seemed. So far neither of them had displayed a combative nature, but Mother’s lessons in reading people had yet to be eradiated by Luis’ attempts to ‘civilise’ Naishe. She’d clocked their hands right from the...