When in Rome Ch 3Rory stilled, his blood feeling as if it was running two degrees cooler than it had been and his face draining of colour. He stared at the monitor helplessly, the steady thrum of the TARDIS engines in the background drowned out by his own racing heartbeat in his ears. He was gaping at the image in front of him, utterly dumbstruck. Taken. Arrested. Gone. That last thought echoed around his head like he'd stuck his head in a metal bucket and someone had struck it hard. He blinked, swaying on the spot and suddenly feeling as if he was going to throw up. Or faint. Or both. What was he supposed to do now? He could always try and…no, that woul
Unexpected Propositions Ch2A frigid wind gusted down the Viscount's Way, whipping around the awful Robes of Office and biting cold and hard into Hawke's legs sending an involuntary shiver up her spine. Feeling her flesh break out into goosebumps, she cuddled further into the strong grip of Fenris as he escorted her back towards her mansion. Her cold hands were wrapped tightly around the metal of his vambrace of the arm he had linked with hers as she tried to gain some kind of warmth from simply being near him; instinctively, Fenris put his free hand on top of one of hers and pressed his exposed palm onto the back. He never looked at her, nor she at him, but they both w
Unexpected PropositionsThe sun was setting over Kirkwall, bathing the city in a warm orange glow that disguised the fact that the temperatures were almost near to freezing outside and would almost certainly drop into the minus figures as soon as darkness fell.The workers on the Chantry site downed their tools as the loud bell sounded out from the center of the Viscount's Way and signalled the end of the working day. After the distruction of the Chantry, the hours of the day had gone past without the usual tolling of the bells high within the towers that echoed across the whole city and many labourers had complained that they were being worked longer than they sho
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