[Dragon Age] Ring

"so……"

"Ok?"

In the early hours of yesterday, we made an appointment to meet again today, and she was indeed there.When he entered the prayer room, Emily was already sitting there waiting for him.Karen Karen listened absently to Emily whispering, but her eyes fell on her bare feet.

The first time we met in the corridor, Emily was barefoot like this.She said that she suffered from sleepwalking when she was a child, and once made the entire French ring uneasy, so even if she ran out with this dress, she would not be suspected.She is indeed such a cautious person, but...

Even if it is spring, it won't be so warm in the Ring of France, especially if you step on the floor with bare feet.

"Is there anything on the ground?"

When Karen came back to his senses, Emily looked at the ground with curious eyes while talking, and moved his feet away trying to find out what he was looking at.

Such a small gesture couldn't help but make him laugh out loud.

"It's nothing."

He said as he took off his shirt.

The morning was colder than he had imagined.When Karen's skin came into contact with the air, he couldn't help shivering. Even a trained templar felt cold. Shoes ran out.

Emily's eyes widened in surprise. Her expression made Karen very embarrassed. He squatted down in embarrassment and touched her ankle lightly. It was as cold as he imagined.

"Lift your foot up."

She did.

Karen put the clothes on the floor.

When he stood up again, Karen didn't even dare to look into Emily's eyes. He touched his neck habitually, and said hesitantly, "You, you wear too, um, too little."

He heard her take a deep breath.

"...Thank you." Emily's soft voice made Karen couldn't help turning his head secretly. He saw her carefully put her feet on his clothes, and the smile on her face was warm enough to melt ice and snow, " But no, you'll catch a cold."

If one of you and I must catch a cold, then Karen will definitely sacrifice herself without hesitation.He saw her bent down to pick up her clothes, and quickly pressed her wrist: "I am a Templar."

Emmel's hand stopped, and Karen worried that this sentence would arouse her disgust, and added in a panic: "I, er, I mean, I have been trained, trained."

He took a dejected breath, Karen had had enough of his stuttering.

"I see."

Her words relieved Karen just in time.

He raised his head, because he wanted to prevent Emily from picking up the clothes, he squatted in front of her again.This made the distance between him and Emily very, very close, almost the same as the last hug.Karen could even feel her breath hitting her face.

At such a distance, Karen didn't even dare to move. Emily took the opportunity to pick up the clothes on the ground, patted off the dust, and put them on Karen again: "But I think my mood...is the same as yours. .”

Same, what's the same?

Karen was stunned, and then exchanged for Emily's teasing smile, she stretched out her hand.

He felt her cold palm covering the edge of his cheek, which brought Karen back to his senses and immediately held his breath.

There was so much emotion in Emily's green eyes, it was so complex that Karen could hardly think about what was actually hidden in it.He heard her sigh slowly, and Emily's slender fingers gently rubbed against the skin on the side of his face, and she paused her words.

"Karen, you're the dumbest idiot I've ever met."

She said her mood was the same as his.

Creator, he must be dreaming, must be.

He could feel her fingers trembling.

The haunted girl leaned closer, and her arm touched Karen's.The fair face gradually approached, and he saw Emily closed her eyes slightly, and her eyelashes were trembling.

Karen looked at her, not even daring to look away, for fear that he would find out that this was really a dream in the blink of an eye.Yes, he had dreamed of a similar scene countless times: Emily was right in front of him, pouring out her heart to him with her softest voice.

However, he never thought that such a scene would come true.He didn't dare to think about it, and he couldn't think about it.He's a Templar and she's a Mage.The responsibility of the Templars is to monitor the mage, protect the mage, execute the mage when necessary, and eliminate the mage.She is his responsibility, and her fate is closely entangled with him, but the only thing among his responsibilities is not, and cannot be, falling in love with Emily.

"--Do not."

Facing her close cheek, Karen almost squeezed the word out of her throat.

He can't, can't, can't—

Karen distanced herself from her, and he looked at her eyes with surprise, then pain, and then the sadness and determination that frightened him.

He stood up and stepped back: "You, I... Emily, I..."

She followed closely in his footsteps, pressing harder and harder.Karen looked at the color blooming on her face, and felt that every step back was so difficult.

His steps became smaller and smaller until his back was against the wall of the prayer room and there was no way back.

Emily looked up at him.

"Karen." Her voice was still so calm, "If you want to go, you can go."

Karen was almost going crazy, desire|desire and responsibility were entangled in his chest, almost exploding him.How many times he dreamed that he took her hand, how many times he imagined kissing her cheek.But now she gave him a chance to realize it, but he didn't dare to obey his own ideas.She allowed him to go, why would he want to go?How should he go?Turn around and run away like you did every time you ran away from her, leaving her alone in this cold place?

He couldn't do it, under her gaze, he couldn't do it.She forced him to make a choice, and he had to make a choice.

"……forgive me."

He finally stretched out his hand and pulled the girl in front of him into his arms.

Emily's whole body was shaking, and Karen didn't know whether it was from excitement or anger.He held her waist, then kissed her, his lips caressed hers, and her breath was as sweet as he imagined.Emily raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck.She nestled in his arms, and the faint body temperature passed to him through the fabric, and he felt unprecedentedly fulfilled.

His lips and tongue entangled until he felt her body temperature boiling, Karen took a deep breath and let her go.She was a little bit reluctant, but she didn't insist, she just pressed her forehead to her own.

"Karen." Emily murmured his name in a low voice, icy fingers caught his hand.

Karen put that finger to her mouth.He suddenly felt that he was so stupid, just like the girl in his arms said, he was the stupidest fool.Those inexplicable perseverance and fear made his heart always empty, as if something was missing.

But now it's different, he's complete.

"...the Creator." He sighed.

Creator, please forgive me.

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