Sal'Elgar

One Night Uninterrupted - Part 12

Lying in the huge bathtub and let a sigh of sheer pleasure escape at the luscious feeling of hot water encasing her. He would likely not take long she thought washing her hair a couple of times and rinsing it until it squeaked clean. Laying back she relaxed and let her muscles enjoy the heat for a while before cleaning the rest of herself. Stepping from the tub she grabbed a fluffy soft, woolen towel and dried herself. Wrapping it around herself she padded softly out of the bathroom and went to the large armoire against the wall. Smiling as she opened the doors smelling embrium and elfroot. Taking a deep breath it smelt like he was amongst the clothing hanging inside. She found a long brown tunic and pulling the towel off she slipped it on instantly enjoying the softness of the fabric on her skin as it came to mid-thigh. Using the towel to wrap her hair she started exploring the rooms as she waited.

The office was masculine in nature. Dark toned wooden furniture, a large strait backed chair with dark blue cushioning. She found no artwork in the room which she found odd knowing he was an accomplished artist the only reprieve the room had was the window. Turing from the room she went into the bedroom that was all him she thought. Simple comforts nothing extravagant. The comforter for the bed was a quilt of different shades of greens you would see in a forest. The sheets were a lighter shade of green, but just as soft as the rest of the blanketing. She smiled at the plethora of pillows that added the splash of color with reds, oranges and yellows as she lightly touched them.

I wonder if he actually sleeps with all these pillows

If I recall you had quite a few on your bed as well

Snuggling purposes

She found a couple of his paintings on the wall just above the side table and smiled as she ran a finger gently over the precise brush strokes. Moving through the door she stood in the sitting room and again it was functional comfort not opulence. The sitting chairs were high backed and cushioned in soft browns. The room held more neutral colors than any other of his rooms. There was one of his murals painted on the wall around the window. There was all the color this room would need as it depicted a field with vibrant shades of colorful flowers that led the eye to look out the window it surrounded. There your gaze was pulled into a dense forest.

Brilliant

You are such a geek

Yeah well...whatever

Think you'll actually not get interrupted this time?

If anyone does I don't know if it will be me or him that sets someone on fire.

Moving her fingers over the mural she smiled at his meticulous attention to detail. Leaving the room for the small office again she perused the books and found one on elvhen poetry and pulled it from the shelf thinking the bed looked like a comfy place to read.

Moving quickly down a long corridor, he could not stop thinking about the beautiful expansion of the skin on her back as he opened the door to his meeting chambers. There inside where his most trusted advisors and generals all staring at him.

"Fen'Harel, we were pleasantly surprised to hear of your sudden visit" Josmael said politely.

"I wanted to bring ma' nas' falon to our home" he said clearly.

"You thought that wise Fen'Harel, to bond with a...shem?" Rajmael said disapprovingly.

Solas narrowed his gaze at him suddenly angry at the term used for his vhenan.

"She is the one Dirthamen prophesied to me would come. So yes Rajmael, I do believe it is wise to bond with her."

Abelas instantly gazed at him and gave him a slight smirk of understanding.