Fen'Harel Enansal

New Day - Part 3

Caille rubbed the sleep from her eyes and rolled from the warm cocoon of her bed. Quickly straitening the bedding, she padded softly to her dresser pulling out jeans and a black pullover that had the bold yellow letters of ISF printed on the front. Grabbing the rest of her underthings she walked to the bathroom to take a shower.

Letting her hair dry naturally she stopped at the closet to grab her guest more clothing. If he's still there, she thought. Slipping a pair of jeans and a woolen pullover. Glancing at the loafers she grabbed them just in case, if not she could pick him up a pair of shoes and underclothes when she went to town. Closing the door with a swing of her hips she opened the bedroom door quietly and could see that he was indeed still there...and still handsome. Oye...No!... stop that girl. He is not to be played with, she chastised herself as she walked noiselessly into the room and laid the clothes on the chair.

She gazed at his sleeping form again and let a small sigh leave her lungs that she was helpless to stop. His long dark hair was laying over his throat, one of his hands laid slightly curled over his stomach the other under the pillow beneath his head. Long eyelashes softly laid against high cheekbones. He had a few freckles that dusted his cheeks and nose. His nose has a noble bridge to it, and from her current angle she could see that it was perfect even knowing she had broken it last night. She watched his even breaths move his chest up and down and realized he was really well built. As she watched him sleep her mind went back to their conversation from before. He said he had been brought to a realm he didn't know existed...so where the hell is he from, she thought as her eyes focused on the up and down motion of his chest as he breathed lost in her thoughts.

Solas laid there quietly allowing the woman to study him thinking he was still asleep. Well old wolf, if you're going to get stuck in a different realm at least you get stuck with a beautiful woman, he thought with a smile. Opening his eyes slowly he let his eyes take in the woman who had not realized he was awake yet. She was small he thought as his eyes took in her small stature and then remembered how hard she had hit him in the face. Trying not to laugh at being caught off guard like that his eyes finally found hers and felt his breath hitch when she gave him a soft smile. So far...this new realm...not too bad if I am waking up to this, he thought as he returned her smile.

"Good morning Solas," she spoke quietly.

"Good morning to you as well Caille."

She had not noticed before the growling timber of his voice and felt a small shiver run up her back causing small goosebumps to form on her arms. Giving herself a mental shake she pointed to the clothes in the chair.

"I believe I have some daytime clothing for you to wear. You probably want to take a shower first. When you're done just come down stairs, I will start breakfast while you clean up."

Solas slipped from the bed and cocked his head questioningly at her directions.

"I am unfamiliar with this...shower you spoke of."

Caille stared at him surprised and then realized he had said he was from somewhere else. With a large smile on her face she grabbed his hand and led him to the bathroom. Solas found he enjoyed the woman's enthusiasm and the feeling of her hand within his while trying to focus on what she was saying.

"Then you are going to love this form of bathing."

With a burst of laughter at his questioning look she turned the corner and flicked the light on in the spacious room. Solas could see a bathtub but there was no wash basin or chamber pot he looked around confused for a moment and unconsciously tightened his hold on the small hand within his. Caille glanced at his face and could see his apprehension. Keeping his hand within her own she first walked to the sink.