[...don't tell the gods I left a mess...]
Anders left before the sun had fully risen. I had rigged the door to wake me – a harsh grating sound as the heavy hinges rasped open or shut. This time was no exception, and my hand went straight to the dagger hidden beneath my pillows, second instinct kicking in.
I recognized the scuffle of his fur-topped leather hunting boots and relaxed. A trip to the outhouse – or perhaps to milk Nalton the Cow. I figured he'd be back any minute.
He wasn't.
Little Toddy and Sir Pounce-a-lot the Second rose an hour later and, rushing to our bedroom, discovered that Mummy had already risen and gotten dressed. Little Toddy, just turned two, let go of Sir Pounce-a-lot's tail suddenly. His blonde curly head turned in confusion as he realized Da wasn't in bed still sleeping.
"Mum!"
"Have you seen Da around?" I asked.
Toddy shook his head, round blue eyes solemn.
"I thought not," I grumbled to myself and, fighting to keep my voice even, turned to Toddy. "We are going to visit Gran for a few days. A holiday at Gran-gran for Toddy."
A familiar smile bloomed across Toddy's face, and I found myself impulsively sweeping my son up into my arms.
"Is Da goin'?" Toddy chirped.
"Mum is going to find Da," I told him. "Da is probably lost, so Mum has to find him."
"Where?"
"I don't know," I smiled, "but don't worry. Mum will find him. She always does."
She always does.
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Heroes
FanfictionAnders left before the sun had fully risen. Hawke was never a sit back and take it kind of woman. Who said being a Champion was easy anyways? Anders/Hawke. Set post-Inquisition with references to other Dragon Age games. [SONGFIC: "Heroes" by Mans Ze...
