Don't Think Twice

Do I know that of you after so long? she returned, a brow lifting slightly as she regarded him once more with her full attention. Her smile was faint, but it fell a little at mention of Elgar’nan. She did not attempt to hide her emotions here; what would be the point? Revas had been there before. He knew. And in that knowing, Mythal believed that her honesty in regards to he whom she once cared for, was best.

The All-Father and I have spoken and I do not hold out any hope that he will change his course. Seeing as I will not alter mine, the time that he and I meet on the battlefield, for it could not be called anything but that, is inevitable. It was only a question of when?

His sarcasm was unexpected and she both felt irritation and amusement, both things she let show upon her face as she leaned in until their faces were scant inches apart. Dark eyes studied his features, narrowing slightly as she traced over the sweep of cheekbones, widening slightly as she mapped out the shape of nose bridge. For a full minute, she scrutinized his features, settling back again once she was satisfied.

Mmmm. The noise she made was noncommittal. Once again she clasped her hands behind her back, her smile far too pleasant for the sudden amount of teeth that it showed. If I do not watch you, dear one, how am I to know which one of you, yourself or Solas, to fling over the ramparts if you cross me? she asked nonchalantly. Mythal smiled wider. I suppose I could simply toss you both over and allow you and he the understanding of working that out amongst yourselves…