Morrigan smiled as he settled, and she leaned into him.
She'd shifted forms, which had terrified the group further, and she was gone. Into the sky as a bird, dodging arrows gleefully. They'd not actually met that day.
No, they met a few weeks later, when he was hunting with a group of young men. She'd been a cat, slinking around the brush. Except she did not have total control over her magic back then, and had shifted at random. A naked girl in a bush, peering up at a group of humans as they continued their hunt.
Mother had always warned her that the people of the towns were dangerous; and would only hurt her. And at the time, Morrigan was young and stupid enough to think that her mother simply wanted her to put her entire focus on learning her magic (and she was partly right).
Blue eyes peered through the bush, startled as he'd come to stand before her. And yet, he'd simply raised a finger to his lips. And distracted the rest of his party; shouting about a drake seen some distance away.
Of course, their fairytale had fallen apart when Loghain had recognized the need of Ferelden and put the country before the girl from the wilds.
Do you remember how we met?Did he remember the wild Chasind girl who'd snuck into the nearby town of Gwaren, trailing after a hunting party? She tilted her head thoughtfully, studying him. The party had turned on her; fearful of Chasind, much more afraid of any women from the Wilds for they could be a witch in disguise.
She'd shifted forms, which had terrified the group further, and she was gone. Into the sky as a bird, dodging arrows gleefully. They'd not actually met that day.
No, they met a few weeks later, when he was hunting with a group of young men. She'd been a cat, slinking around the brush. Except she did not have total control over her magic back then, and had shifted at random. A naked girl in a bush, peering up at a group of humans as they continued their hunt.
Mother had always warned her that the people of the towns were dangerous; and would only hurt her. And at the time, Morrigan was young and stupid enough to think that her mother simply wanted her to put her entire focus on learning her magic (and she was partly right).
Blue eyes peered through the bush, startled as he'd come to stand before her. And yet, he'd simply raised a finger to his lips. And distracted the rest of his party; shouting about a drake seen some distance away.
You were kinder than any human had the right to be.She murmured, reaching to tug his hair.
And we kept meeting up.She'd shown him magic, she'd danced under the moonlight with him. Morrigan had even taught him Chasind dances, Chasind mythology.
Of course, their fairytale had fallen apart when Loghain had recognized the need of Ferelden and put the country before the girl from the wilds.
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