Title: Mistaken Identity - Part 2
Fandom: Dragon Age
Pairing(s): Dorian Pavus/Cullen Rutherford
Rating: PG
Warnings: N/A
Summary: The Empress has been saved and the night is won. Cullen now waits for the axe to fall. Read Part 1 here.
It was done. Empress Celene had been saved, Gaspard was awaiting the headman’s axe, Florianne was awaiting judgement and Briala and Celene had been reconciled. The ball had taken on a distinctly party air in relief and celebration at all that had been accomplished and more food and wine had been brought out to help with that.
Cullen slipped away from the growing party and walked out onto one of the balconies, closing the doors behind him. He’d seen Bull heading for the balcony the Inquisitor had claimed and knew that there would be no need for him to keep up appearances in the ballroom any longer. He leaned against the balustrade and looked down into the palace gardens, his shoulders slumping as he finally relaxed.
Physically at least. The muscles along his shoulders and back might be finally unknotting themselves now that he was away from the pressure of the court but his mind was in turmoil over what had happened earlier with Dorian. He didn’t know what had possessed him to play along with Lady DeVere’s mistaken assumption that Dorian was his husband. Sheer desperation maybe, mixed in with a lot of wishful thinking seemed the most likely reason. And then Dorian had played along!
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Fandom: Dragon Age
Pairing(s): Dorian Pavus/Cullen Rutherford
Rating: PG
Warnings: N/A
Summary: The Empress has been saved and the night is won. Cullen now waits for the axe to fall. Read Part 1 here.
It was done. Empress Celene had been saved, Gaspard was awaiting the headman’s axe, Florianne was awaiting judgement and Briala and Celene had been reconciled. The ball had taken on a distinctly party air in relief and celebration at all that had been accomplished and more food and wine had been brought out to help with that.
Cullen slipped away from the growing party and walked out onto one of the balconies, closing the doors behind him. He’d seen Bull heading for the balcony the Inquisitor had claimed and knew that there would be no need for him to keep up appearances in the ballroom any longer. He leaned against the balustrade and looked down into the palace gardens, his shoulders slumping as he finally relaxed.
Physically at least. The muscles along his shoulders and back might be finally unknotting themselves now that he was away from the pressure of the court but his mind was in turmoil over what had happened earlier with Dorian. He didn’t know what had possessed him to play along with Lady DeVere’s mistaken assumption that Dorian was his husband. Sheer desperation maybe, mixed in with a lot of wishful thinking seemed the most likely reason. And then Dorian had played along!
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