wow rude aveline u cant just go talking about hawke and fenris like that with both of them standing right there dont u know it’s a sensitive topic
time to get u laid
Fenris reaches out to take the book and Hawke catches a flash of red around his wrist—just snatched from her bedstand during that night, lazily tied around his forearm as she dozed off against his chest. “Your lady’s favour,” she had said with just a quirk of her mouth, lulled by the slow rhythm of his heart beneath her cheek. It had just been a little thing in the dozy content of the moment; she hadn’t even thought that Fenris had walked out with it, let alone would still be wearing it tied snugly around his wristplates a week later as he catches her looking and curls that arm around his back.
i don’t want to spoil anything but harry is a wizard