Chapters: 2/4
Relationships: Loghain x Morrigan, Mahariel & Morrigan, Flemeth & Morrigan
Summary: Morrigan must face the uncertainty of losing Alistair as her partner for the Dark Ritual, and accustoms herself to the thought of Loghain as his substitute. But in the game of fate, is the choice really her own?
CW: nightmare sequences, mommy issues a la Flemeth, Dark Ritual stuff, age difference and the dubcon element inherent in the Dark Ritual situation itself
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“Let us perform the Joining, then.”
Morrigan’s heartbeat thudded slower, slower, until she felt as if she could breathe once more. She glowered upon the man who now staggered up from his knees — Loghain, cut and bloody from Rhiannon’s daggers, had the visage of a man resigned to his fate and relieved to have found it.
Now, Morrigan told herself, if he lives, then things have not changed overmuch.
Her friend — her sister — turned her brown eyes upon the man she had so utterly defeated. In that moment, Morrigan found safety again. It was written in the tawny tattooed lines on Rhiannon’s face, the set of her mouth, the sweat dripping from her short braids.
He must live. We are all doomed if he does not.
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a gift for @bloodyrhiannon,
note: no location from me, we stay locationless like men
“So what has you so indebted to the Senate?” It’s a rather blase tone he garners for such a seemingly critical question. It’s mostly based in curiosity, all the information on Marshals was public and he once thought he resonated rather heavily with Rhiannon, only to find out she was some law upholding lackey; for shame. The Criminal could figure that her beguiling sense was not a falsehood and so he was overtly curious now how intricately someone like Rhiannon had rebranded herself, pulled facades and masks upon her visage to conceal the truth. “I thought you’d be more of an indifferent party,” though she was rather cunning and brusque, he didn’t necessarily see her aligning with the Asphodel, but even he once saw himself as violently uninterested, pushed now instead to wonder what it’d be like to join an organization of witches and monsters who set out to light the world afire.
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