The Stories of Avalyn Hawke and Fenris

After The Party

After The Party

Avalyn Hawks shook her head at the pile of gifts her friends had given her. There was the blade oil for her daggers from Aveline, the naughty book from Isabella, the healing herbal teas from Anders, the case of ale from Varric, and the sweet smelling oils from Merril. How was she going to get it all home?

Even though his gift didn't sit among the others, Ava knew Fenris had something for her. Knowing he wasn't too far, she turned to him. "Want to help me carry all of this home?"

Fenris gave her a nod. "I doubt even the Champion could carry all of this up to High town."

Most would have missed the slight smile he gave her after that, but she had learned all of his little nuances over the years. She gave a quick smile. "We better get going before Varric runs us out."

The mentioned dwarf laughed from his seat. "Hawke, I've never run you out. You're one of my favorite visitors."

Ava looked over at him. "That may be, but even you get tired of visitors, Varric."

The dwarf only smiled as he lifted up a mug of ale. "You just want to run off with Broody, which I don't mind." He have Fenris a wink.

Shaking her head, Ava turned back to Fenris. "Ready to go? I don't want to be out much longer. I'm not exactly prepared to fight if some idiot decides to try us."

Fenris nodded as he picked up the gifts and put them in the satchel he had bought with him, leaving. "I am starting to wish I had brought my sword with me."

Ava gave him a smile. "Don't worry. I'm going to just get the spare daggers I left with Varric." She glanced back at the dwarf. "So where did you stash them?"

Varric sat his mug down. "Let me get them. I don't want you tearing my suite apart." Mumbling, he stood up and moved to the area that held his bed.

Ava sighed as Fenris threw the strap of the satchel over his shoulder. "You can wait outside if you want. He shouldn't take long to give them to me."

Fenris shook his head. "I am not leaving, Hawke. I have already told you that."

Shaking her head, Ava walked over to him. "Fenris, I didn't mean that. I just said you don't have to wait in here while, I get my spare daggers." Giving him a soft smile, she gently placed her hand on his cheek, "I know you won't leave."

"Ahm, as much as I do enjoy seeing this. So I can add it to my stories. Can the two of you not starting doing something I so don't want to see in my suite."

Ava lowered her hand and turned to face Varric. "Ha, ha." She walked over to him. "Hand them over. I so don't want to get mugged on the way home."

Varric held out the daggers, while shaking his head. "Anyone who attacks the two of you is an idiot and has a death wish."

Ava picked up the twins blades. "Thanks for the vote of confidence, Varric."

"It's the truth, Hawke. Go on get out of here. I would like to get some sleep."

Shaking her head, Ava turned back towards Fenris. "We're going, Varric." Ava strapped the daggers to her back as she past Fenris, who followed her out of the suite.

Varric followed after the couple and shut the door as they reached the stairs that lead down to the main room of the Hanged Man.

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Fenris stood over one of the fools who had dared to attack him and Ava. Ava stood not too far away with her daggers drawn. They had made it all the way to her door, before someone thought it would be a great idea to attack the Champion of Kirkwall.