[ There's an awkwardness in the moment, and Hermione feels tense, uncertain, as if she can feel the way Anders' opinion of her is shifting. Eventually, she breathes out, swallowing back the tension that's making her want to bolt away already. ]
I was a high ranking member of the Seelie court, [ the most high ranking after the Queen and Lancelot, actually, but there's no need to mention that ] so there were a number of assassins sent after me. One of them came and used some kind of poison that stopped me from being able to use my natural magic and because of that Dorian, my best friend, ended up fighting them. He... He stood between me and then and took a blade meant for me, right through his stomach. He died in my hands.
[ She breathes out, clenching her fists. ]
Dorian - he was immortal, but I forgot. All I could see was his body and the blood and... And I transformed. I turned into a lion and I chased her down and I ate her.
[He could feel the tension in her, the pain, like his magic had no affect. Sometimes it didn't, sometimes the pain was too deep. He'd tried for days to make the Hawke estate filled to the brim with that same emotionally and physically soothing aura and it hadn't seemed to do anything for the one person he'd really wanted to help. Not until time and the others had done some of the work first. This was like that, except it seemed time hadn't held much kindness for Hermione.
He turned more towards her, moving to sit fully beside her so he could hold her close.]
I'm sorry you went through that. I can't say I fully understand, that's never happened to me, but I know what it is to lose yourself, especially in a moment of overwhelming emotion. It...can make you feel...less than human. Like a monster.
[He'd been trying to avoid the term, he didn't want to give her the wrong idea, but he didn't think he was far off in his assessment either. In some ways, they shared some of the worst similarities in their pasts. He held her tighter.]
...but I don't think you are. If anything, that emotion is what makes you more human. But when you hold power, it can manifest in the worst way.
[He brushed his lips against the top of her head.]
[ Hermione knows he's trying to help - Anders is family, now, and the warmth he offers her is far more than she could ever deserve - but it feels like a lead weight, and her hands shake as she breathes in and out, trying to calm herself down. It's the source of her nightmares, of her bad dreams, memories that haunt her years after the event. She doesn't understand how he can still want to sit beside her, knowing what he does.
But he holds her all the same, and she blinks back her tears, trying to tilt her head and be strong. ]
I felt like... An animal. Like I was everything that people thought about me. My title... I was the Lioness Courant. I was supposed to be the Protecter of Caer Glaem, but I didn't even have the chance to protect the people that meant the most to me.
[ She feels like a monster, sometimes, and... Slowly, hesitantly, she reaches up and takes the ring she wears around her neck off, breathing in and out, gritting her teeth. Just as carefully, she offers it out for Anders to look at. It's a beautiful thing, and she holds it carefully, as if it might break. ]
This is something else I need to talk about. Is that okay?
[There was nothing he could say that would make it better and it was a horrible feeling, but one he'd felt before. Sometimes, there wasn't anything that could make it better, no matter how strongly you wished it. Life just wasn't like that. Listening would have to be enough for now, listening and showing her nothing would change between them, no matter what she might say.]
Of course. I said anything, I meant it. It's a beautiful ring. Does the fact it looks like a flower mean anything?
[ A part of her can admit that she's not really looking to feel better, not entirely. Instead, she's trying to lighten the pressure on her chest, to admit to herself that things can be okay, that she doesn't have to suffer nightmares and uncertainty because of her own failings and misgivings. ]
No, not really. It was... Red because of the blood, I think.
[ Again, Hermione looks awkward. ]
A man named Gilgamesh proposed to me because he wanted to use my power to free the woman he claimed to love from a curse.
[ That also gives him pause and, if she wereto look at his face, she'd see a mixture of confusion, disgust, and anger as though none were quiet sure which should display stronger.]
So, he proposed to you simply to use you and your gifts for his own goals? For another woman? Andraste's ass, what a selfish prick!
Because he was my friend. [ Hermione grips the ring, expression tight and tense.
Her relationship with Gilgamesh is almost impossible to describe and explain, but she feels the weight of it on her chest all the same. ]
He was something called a Heroic Spirit - he needed a Master to survive, and he chose my friend Dorian. At first, I thought the same as you, that he was a complete prat, but... He'd never had a friend before. He'd always been alone, and he was good and kind to me. I was trying to help him become a better person, someone that I knew he could be. Sometimes I thought it was working, too.
[Maybe he said it wrong or too harshly, but he wound't apologize when he still sat unconvinced.
But he did understand what it meant to have a friend that wasn't used to the notion. And while a certain parallel could be made for Hermione and her friend's proposal and what Justice and Anders did, at least they could say it was for mutual benefit and survival and not for...whatever Gilgamesh's plan had been. It sounded sort of like if Anders had asked Justice to join with him purely to use his power to free and save Karl.]
I can understand that, I really can, but it does still sound as though he was simply using you, well-intention-ed or otherwise.
I think he was, at first. There's no way I can deny that, so I won't - it wouldn't be doing myself justice. I rejected him and I told him that I didn't want to hear any more about it unless he truly wanted to be my friend, so... I think in the end he did.
[ Fingers fumbling with the necklace, she offers it out for Anders to take. ]
I cared about him, and he grew so much over the few years we knew each other. I just... I know I need to move forward.
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I was a high ranking member of the Seelie court, [ the most high ranking after the Queen and Lancelot, actually, but there's no need to mention that ] so there were a number of assassins sent after me. One of them came and used some kind of poison that stopped me from being able to use my natural magic and because of that Dorian, my best friend, ended up fighting them. He... He stood between me and then and took a blade meant for me, right through his stomach. He died in my hands.
[ She breathes out, clenching her fists. ]
Dorian - he was immortal, but I forgot. All I could see was his body and the blood and... And I transformed. I turned into a lion and I chased her down and I ate her.
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This was like that, except it seemed time hadn't held much kindness for Hermione.
He turned more towards her, moving to sit fully beside her so he could hold her close.]
I'm sorry you went through that.
I can't say I fully understand, that's never happened to me, but I know what it is to lose yourself, especially in a moment of overwhelming emotion. It...can make you feel...less than human. Like a monster.
[He'd been trying to avoid the term, he didn't want to give her the wrong idea, but he didn't think he was far off in his assessment either. In some ways, they shared some of the worst similarities in their pasts. He held her tighter.]
...but I don't think you are. If anything, that emotion is what makes you more human. But when you hold power, it can manifest in the worst way.
[He brushed his lips against the top of her head.]
What can I do for you?
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But he holds her all the same, and she blinks back her tears, trying to tilt her head and be strong. ]
I felt like... An animal. Like I was everything that people thought about me. My title... I was the Lioness Courant. I was supposed to be the Protecter of Caer Glaem, but I didn't even have the chance to protect the people that meant the most to me.
[ She feels like a monster, sometimes, and... Slowly, hesitantly, she reaches up and takes the ring she wears around her neck off, breathing in and out, gritting her teeth. Just as carefully, she offers it out for Anders to look at. It's a beautiful thing, and she holds it carefully, as if it might break. ]
This is something else I need to talk about. Is that okay?
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Of course. I said anything, I meant it. It's a beautiful ring. Does the fact it looks like a flower mean anything?
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No, not really. It was... Red because of the blood, I think.
[ Again, Hermione looks awkward. ]
A man named Gilgamesh proposed to me because he wanted to use my power to free the woman he claimed to love from a curse.
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So, he proposed to you simply to use you and your gifts for his own goals? For another woman? Andraste's ass, what a selfish prick!
Why do you still have that thing?
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Her relationship with Gilgamesh is almost impossible to describe and explain, but she feels the weight of it on her chest all the same. ]
He was something called a Heroic Spirit - he needed a Master to survive, and he chose my friend Dorian. At first, I thought the same as you, that he was a complete prat, but... He'd never had a friend before. He'd always been alone, and he was good and kind to me. I was trying to help him become a better person, someone that I knew he could be. Sometimes I thought it was working, too.
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But he did understand what it meant to have a friend that wasn't used to the notion. And while a certain parallel could be made for Hermione and her friend's proposal and what Justice and Anders did, at least they could say it was for mutual benefit and survival and not for...whatever Gilgamesh's plan had been. It sounded sort of like if Anders had asked Justice to join with him purely to use his power to free and save Karl.]
I can understand that, I really can, but it does still sound as though he was simply using you, well-intention-ed or otherwise.
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[ Fingers fumbling with the necklace, she offers it out for Anders to take. ]
I cared about him, and he grew so much over the few years we knew each other. I just... I know I need to move forward.