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DAtober: fallen I'm late, but here's a tethraghast drabble
Love was a funny thing. Varric never considered himself to be someone who would fall victim to its grasping claws, but that was before the Inquisition — before Cassandra.
With Bianca, it was never love, not really. Sure, there was passion, but that only went so far — especially with her married to someone else now.
But then the Seeker arrived, stabbed her blade into his book, and glared at him with those intense, beautiful eyes. Immediately, he was a goner.
She was fierce in battle, yet soft where it counted; and when he got her to smile, nothing else felt important.