skybone

I seem to have written a new story. Pentilyet, for a change. You can find The Dance up on AO3. 

“I do not dance,” said Cassandra firmly.

“Oh, come now” said Josephine, sighing. “Can you expect us to believe that Nevarran princesses are not taught such elementary skills?”

“I went to the Seekers when I was twelve years old,” said Cassandra, scowling. She did not mention that the seekers also taught dancing, believing it to be a useful diplomatic tool. That was not relevant.

“If Cassandra cannot or will not dance, she doesn’t need to,” said Lavellan impatiently then. “I’m not certain why I need to, either.”

That brought both Josephine and Leliana’s attention right back to her, which suited Cassandra perfectly.

You know that it is DEFINITELY a 2-cup of coffee day when you find yourself about to pour coffee beans into the dregs of your first cup.

lecriteuse:

This is a bit of a pre-Wintersend treat, for @sweettasteofbitter, because they are wonderful and I wanted to give them a treat…

BUUUUUUUT then I went and accidentally TOLD the Wintersend pinch-hit group I was writing this treat, because Your Old Auntie here doesn’t understand how these Google Group things work (and/or I can’t follow clear instructions for interacting with the group, sigh). And I thought, you know, I don’t want to taint the pure waters of the Wintersend Exchange with my non-anonymous non-surprise treat.

And so:

Spa Day
Gen, with a big dose of Pentilyet pre-slash

In which Josephine gets treated to a wonderful retreat at a high-end spa, because no one deserves it more than she does.

t, I hope you like this, and that it’s a fun thing for you to have right before the REAL Wintersend gifts go live. You’re a wonderful person, thanks for being awesome, and thanks for putting this excellent prompt out there, because I enjoyed writing this more than is really reasonable.

The last chapter is up. It’s been quite a ride. 

it is enough.

sweettasteofbitter:

Rating: T
Words: 1040

I wanted to write something fluffy so I wrote a first kiss. Will I ever stop loving these two? I don’t think so.

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They meet on Skyhold’s battlements underneath the starry dome of the sky. The moons are bright, the planets aligned. Down below, the steep cliffs of the mountains stretch out until they disappear into a black nocturnal void.

“Ambassador,” Cassandra says. “You wanted to see me?”

She fails at the pretense, uncomfortable with how unfamiliar it is to her. She keeps a neutral tone in case the words she has been hoping for will not be uttered tonight. She is, however, rudely betrayed by her own physique. Her voice doesn’t waver, but her hand gestures become more awkward, more frequent. She straightens her back, scrambling to preserve her dignity despite her discomfort.

Keep reading

I have been remiss in posting updates for this story on Tumblr every time I put up a chapter, but… Chapter 23 is now up on AO3. 

Only one more chapter to go, and it will be posted on Thursday.

Such a bargain is not fair, says Cassandra. It is all a lie. She does not know quite what she means by that, but she knows it is important.