Calderas Inbox for Inquisitor Lavellan

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Beleth Lavellan

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She watches Solas bow before her, then he presses his forehead against hers, and Beleth closes her eyes, taking in the feeling of him. Of the two of them, together. Working as one. It's almost perfect -- almost. There's one thing that weighs on her, the knowledge that she's carried with her this entire time, since first she reached for Solas when the two of them found each other in Caldera.

He still wants to tear down the Veil. And now he'll have the instruments to do it.

But she's committed to this path, now. And she knows, she knows that Solas can see reason. That he will see reason, eventually. Will all of this mess with the timeline? If Solas escapes, if they all escape, will they be in his time, or her own? But Solas is right -- she's putting her faith in him. She'll trust him, just like she always has. It'll work out. It has to.

"I know," She says, soft but confident, hands cupping his face gently. "I know. Everything is going to work out. I love you, so much. Always."