"Shh, you infernal idiot."
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New Contractum ad Solid et Carnis chapter out now!
Chapter 7: Ex Delicto of Contractum ad Solis et Carnis is out on AO3 now!
I really hope you're ready for some OC, plot and intrigue because it's coming at you quick in this chapter. The incredible art is of Lord Sade Aksartova, younger brother of Lord Cassian Aksartova and one of my OC's for this fic. It was painted by my dear friend @ae-llish, who's also the biggest supporter of this fic <3
Tags for this chapter
Guilt, Introspection, Astarion needs a break, Bathing, Blackmail, Involuntary Bodily Contact
Chapter summary
Astarion recalls his last encounter with Raphael and reflects about why he did what he did - and what that makes him. He goes to the Upper City Bathhouse to relax and feel cleaner, but gets rudely interrupted by a certain Lord Aksartova, the very same lord who's case and inheritance claim he is currently working on as a lawyer.
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“My dear, you say you tried out the life of the Lower City - and I can only say that I did the same. You’ll forgive me for not remembering one encounter.” Astarion said, hoping that the young noble would drop the matter. But he hoped in vain.
Sade Aksartova looked next to furious for a moment, like a flash of darkness possessed his eyes. But a second later it was gone, and he looked down in the water with a pained smile.
“Yes.” He laughed. “One of many, I suppose.” He looked up at Astarion again, a new determination forming behind cold green eyes. Astarion was unsure whether his remark was meant to be a slight, or if Aksartova actually knew something. But before he could respond, the lord shifted in the water, inching closer to Astarion, to where one of his knees touched Astarion’s beneath the surface. Aksartova leaned in, one hand gliding across the edge of the marble pool, closer to Astarion’s shoulder. The human smiled.
“I looked into you, after we met in the court building that evening a while back.” He began. “So strange too, by the way, to request a meeting after dark. ‘Oh, that’s simply his way’ they said when I asked about it. ‘He only works at night’, another claimed. Now, night owls are not unheard of, I myself get a lot done during the dark hours.” He laughed, like they shared some inside joke. Again, he continued before Astarion could open his mouth.
“And one should know his potential lawyer, no? Since the inheritance is mine by right, you will be representing me in court when the time comes, will you not?” He slid his knee past Astarion’s and moved his hand behind Astarion’s shoulder, a finger lightly brushing his skin.
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