#eldarya fanfic

[licuadora-nasir]

¡Hola! Hago este post para contaros que estoy traduciendo al español "Eldarya: The last call", lo que básicamente es las rutas de eldarya alternativas de Lance y de Valkyon.

ChiNoMiko ha creado la trama, @tetrakys está escribiendola, y yo la estoy traduciendo al español. Chino y Tetra hicieron brainstorming juntas y la información relevante, la historia de los personajes y su personalidad es lo que ChiNoMiko piensa que iría mejor. Esta historia también atará cabos que se quedaron sueltos y tapar algunos agujeros en la trama del juego.

Tetra no trabaja para Beemov, y yo tampoco. Si algún día Eldarya, la historia alternativa, es desarrollada por la compañía, Tetra y yo borraríamos este fanfic, ya que sería la misma historia.

Tetra está escribiendo ambas rutas; La de Lance, y la de Valkyon, el primer capítulo es más como una introducción y es el mismo para ambas rutas, pero a medida que la historia progresa, las dos rutas se ramificarán con diferentes escenas y diálogos.

El primer capítulo de Lance está subido aquí y el de Valkyon aquí.

[akaminette]

Ashkore's regret

[crowned-clown-rising]

Chapter 5 is finally out. In case anyone is still interested after I took half a life or want to read foor the first time my attemp to write an Eldarya ANE that doesn't make me mad <3

[chantalvonrosen]

[andraaste]

I am not your enemy - Lance fanfiction part 32

Chapter 32 : A part of you

- Damn, when I tell you that I can't be a father, Andraste... he choked back.

My arm fell back, burning with pain where Lance had squeezed it too tightly. I probably should have been terrified by his gesture, upset with him and his silly words ; almost abject, wanting to hit him or at least respond to his hurtful insults.

However, I couldn't.

Obviously, all this revolted me, I admitted it. But...

But he had once again opened the breach, probably totally unconsciously, except that the fact was there. Even if he shouted at me otherwise, the dragon made me understand that the idea had already begun to germinate in his mind. And his anger, as virulent as it was unjustified, only confirmed it.

Lance had been terrified of something happening to the baby and me, it was as simple as that. And even if his method was clearly not the right one - I was also not left to know that mine had not been either - at least, he attached importance to it. A real importance.

Despite the searing pain in my forearm, I walked over to him, making his eyes widen slightly.

- It may still be a little early to give such hasty conclusions, don't you think ?

He blinked several times, giving him a youthful look that confused me. Then its hard, impermeable and cold shell reformed, preventing me from reaching it any further.

He looked away, staring at a point in the distance behind me.

- You should go home now. The order should have already been announced to everyone in HQ, but no one should stay outside until the area has been fully secured.

I bit the inside of my cheek, now really annoyed that he was stopping the conversation like this.

- And... consider going to see Eweleïn, tomorrow, for your arm, he added with what sounded like shame. I hope you're okay, I'm sorry.

I turned my head and sighed deeply, finding nothing more to answer as he turned away from me to close the large gate that gave access to the plains.

With a heavy heart, I returned to my room.

*

I had been circling my room for far too long not to feel like I was going crazy, my palms sweating, somewhat shaking with apprehension, reminiscing about our disastrous conversation over and over again following my far, too abrupt and direct for him who was of course, not ready to hear such news. Subsequently, his gentler gestures, even caring, when he helped me put on a more suitable outfit. And finally, his last words, pretty scathing, still resonating in my mind.

« When I tell you that I can't be a father, Andraste... »

Damn, how could things have turned out like this ?And how did Lance manage to be so contradictory ?!

My steps came to an abrupt halt as I rubbed the corners of my eyes briskly with my fingers, a gesture Lance often did when he was tense. Then, unable to hold it any longer, I flung open the door of my room to rush into the hallway, which had become strangely calm during this eventful evening.

I knew Lance had returned to his quarters, I had overheard him talking to one of his soldiers. And I had to see him, right away.

So, far too quickly for my thoughts to become clear enough for me to actually make a speech to him, say, within the limits of correctness, I found myself standing outside his door, my hand in the air and my thoughts muddled. Earlier, however, the dragon had been crystal clear : he didn't want children.

Not now, not ever.

But there it was, as incredible and horrible as it might seem to him, there we were. And I couldn't decently stay on those words ; believed, almost cruel, that he had used towards this news and towards himself.

My knuckles slammed into the cold wood, knocking twice sharply.

I waited for several seconds, straining my ears to try to distinguish the slightest sound coming from inside the room, but only silence answered me. I then repeated the operation, this time with a little more conviction in my gesture.

But maybe not in my voice, which was already beginning to waver in my barely audible whisper.

- Please, I need to talk to you...

A deep sadness suddenly came over me, wrapping itself around my heart, preventing me from breathing normally, when a sneaky idea took shape in my thoughts. What if he had decided never to speak to me again ? What if this obstacle really turns out to be insurmountable for him and our relationship ?

Suddenly, long thin fingers and masts appeared in my field of vision, quickly wrapping around my wrist to prevent me from coming to crush my knuckles again much harder than necessary on the door of his room. And I didn't move, didn't turn around either, even when the sparks that were never long in coming to swarm over our skins showed up, much more vivid and cold than usual. We just stayed... like that, his hand supporting my wrist and his breath, oddly disordered, playing in my hair. Then, after what seemed like an eternity, he finally lowered his arm, dragging me at the same time until I fell back into the void, without letting go of me.

With a gesture... tired.

Like exhausted.

- Andraste, what are you doing here ? he asked me in a deep voice, still showing some astonishment.

Now that he was there, that his voice, with its usually so deep and warm intonations, caressed me with its cold current, I remained silent, unable to explain anything to him.

Behind me, he sighed deeply, almost contritely, before letting go of my wrist and opening the door in front of me. Without any other form of politeness, he bypassed me in order to rush into the room while turning on the light in passing. Then he walked to the back without looking at me, leaving the door wide open despite everything, thus inviting me to follow him silently.

I then entered this room of a thousand memories, in which Lance and I had discovered each other for the very first time. I closed behind me, despite myself leaving my hands on the handle behind my back, not really managing to get away from its entrance - or its exit, I didn't really know.

Without a word, the dragon removed his armours, placing them on a shelf not far from him. Once weighted with these weights, he rolled his shoulders under the fabric of his garment with a flexible movement before turning his back on me and removing it completely. I watched thoughtfully as the light played on his back muscles as he pulled on a more relaxed top.

Finally, he turned to me while blowing loudly before finally coming to plant his gaze in mine.

- You can come in, you know. Well, you can take off the door, I mean, he said, raising one of his eyebrows.

I hadn't even realized that my fingers had gripped the handle so tightly when they finally let go...

Dropping my hand, I took several steps until I stopped at his level. Up close, his features were already drawn with fatigue.

- How's your arm ? he asked me in a strangely uncertain way. Were you able to see Eweleïn ?

I shrug my shoulders back.

- I didn't need it. You just squeezed it a little tight, it wasn't that bad.

He turned his head away, clenching his jaw, obviously still blaming himself for his excess of strength a little earlier.

- You have decided on something in relation to humans, with Huang Hua ? I tried to break the heavy silence that settled, not really knowing where to start.

He sighed again.

- We'll have a meeting tomorrow on this subject. If they really come back in two days as they announced, we'll have to prepare for all eventualities. You'll have to be ready.

My eyes rested for a long time on the books that adorned the libraries in front of me, replaying the words of these men over and over again.

- They also mentioned a name supposed to be your knowledge, he resumed. Does that tell you anything ?

I came back to him, my voice slightly troubled.

- Charles is my father's name.

He blinked, obviously not having expected this eventuality.

- They also mentioned the fact that I go to Earth to discuss with him, but I thought that the portals were almost impossible to open.

- It's out of the question that you go there, he decided suddenly.

I watched him, taken aback.

- But if it's really about my father...

- That's out of the question, Andraste ! he snapped, pinching the bridge of his nose. No one on Earth is supposed to remember you. So how could he ?

- But I have to know if it's really him ! It's still my father, Lance... And anyway, do you really think they'll leave very wisely without having obtained anything of what they came for ?

His gaze became hard again, he was visibly implacable on this subject.

- As long as it concerns you, directly or indirectly, they won't get anything at all, indeed.

My shoulders slumped heavily. I was tired of constantly arguing with him tonight...

Without my realizing it, tears - from fatigue, anger or perhaps abandonment, quite simply - then began to form in the corner of my eyes. I wanted to answer but nothing managed to come out. In fact, there were so many things I needed to tell him that it was clogging my throat, I didn't even know where to start.

- Andraste...

- Lance, you can't decide everything for me, I cut him off abruptly. Neither for that, nor for the rest. And I've already made my decision.

I saw him close his eyes sharply, as if my last words were impossible for him to hear. Then he opened them again, staring into the void beside him.

- You're planning to have this child, aren't you ? he asked me in a weak voice, already knowing the answer perfectly. Even if he actually has my genes ?

And I nodded, simply because deep down I already knew that nothing could have taken me away from this idea.

- But I would like... that you want it too. That you and I, we walk this path together.

Suddenly, the dragon advanced towards me and with one hand, he pushed me back in order to come and press me suddenly against the piece of furniture behind my back, imprisoning me with his arms. He then came to lean against the wood near my face while his other hand curled just around the base of my neck.

- Don't forget who I am, damn it ! he reproached me between gritted teeth, a gleam of deep sadness marking his pupils. I can't be the father of your child, it's simply impossible ! How many times have I hurt you ? How many times have I tried to kill you ?!

He choked on that last words, tears already threatening to flood his too-bright eyes.

On my thin skin, his fingers tensed, twisted.

But I only felt a caress that was perhaps a little too desperate.

- I don't have the right to be a father, Andraste ! What if I went back to how I was before ? What if one day I freaked out again ? I still have a vicious, monstrous fear that takes hold of me when I touch you, when you trust me.

Arms extended along my body, crushed by the weight of the man I loved, I was weakened by his cries, however weak, which pierced my heart.

Probably without realizing it, Lance's fingers left the base of my neck to lodge closer to my neck, unable to help but give free rein to the movements of his thumb.

- What if I hurt our child ? he struggled in an almost inaudible whisper, almost like a sob. What if I couldn't control myself ?

- Lance...

I closed my eyes, my heart heavy with feelings. He had just said it.

« Our child ».

When one of his tears crashed against my cheek, his body towering above me, I finally realized that mine were already dripping. Slowly, my hand moved up to his wrist around me, letting a weak current of energy run between us.

- Who are you trying to convince by doing this ? I asked him suddenly.

His eyes, the gleams made even more unreal by his tears, then blinked quickly. Every time my mouth opened, I felt his breath hitch.

Yet it wasn't his throat he was clutching.

Besides, was that even the right word ?

- Is it me or you, that you're trying to convince ? Because your bullying act...

Despite his powerful fingers, I was sure that my pale skin there hadn't taken on the slightest redness.

- ...would you even be able to do it ? I added, in turn rolling my hand around his.

Because his tense fingers barely brushed me.

Shocked, he jerked his arm away, letting it slide into the void, then he moved away from me to fall back onto the bed behind him, letting his palms fall limply between his legs as he pressed his forearms on his thighs.

- You know very well not...

- So you see that you're no longer the same, I demonstrated to him, taking a step towards him. Before, you were guided by an anger that is no longer necessary, because it's no longer part of you. I trust you more than anyone in the world, and I would only like you to see yourself as I see you and not just as you think we should.

I took another step forward, subtracting the distance between us.

- And this baby is also a part of you. A part that I want to cherish and protect, that I want to teach that the world is not just made of loneliness. And above all, to make him feel, day after day, what it's to be loved unconditionally, I added in a voice trembling with emotion.

Yet it wasn't his throat he was clutching.

Besides, was that even the right word?

- Is it me or you, that you are trying to convince?  Because your bullying act...

Despite his powerful fingers, I was sure that my pale skin there hadn't taken on the slightest redness.

- ...would you even be able to do it?  I added, in turn rolling my hand around his.

Because his tense fingers barely brushed me.

Shocked, he jerked his arm away, letting it slide into the void, then he moved away from me to fall back onto the bed behind him, letting his palms fall limply between his legs as he pressed his front legs.  - arms on his thighs.

- You know very well not...

- So you see that you are no longer the same, I demonstrated to him, taking a step towards him.  Before, you were guided by an anger that is no longer necessary, because it is no longer part of you.  I trust you more than anyone in the world, and I would only like you to see yourself as I see you and not just as you think we should.

I took another step forward, subtracting the distance between us.

- And this baby is also a part of you. A part that I want to cherish and protect, that I want to teach that the world is not just made of loneliness. And above all, to make him feel, day after day, what it is to be loved unconditionally, I added in a voice trembling with emotion.

Noticing my condition, which I unfortunately had trouble concealing, the hardness that had marked the dragon's eyes a moment earlier disappeared immediately, shifting into something I couldn't define. Then without warning, one of his hands landed on my lower back and pulled me to him, this time in an infinitely more measured way.

When I was close, my knees between his legs bumping against the mattress, Lance took me by surprise as he came to plant his forehead against my stomach.

And I remained planted there, like that, too surprised by his gesture to sketch the slightest movement. Several seconds passed during which none of us broke the silence of the room. He just lay... there, eyes closed, like that was the only place he needed to be.

Then after a moment, his voice rose against my top, his fresh breath caressing my skin through the fabric.

- I'm sorry, my angel... he told me without moving. I don't know how to react anymore. I say and do bullshit after bullshit, I'm completely lost...

He let a few seconds pass before adding, much more weakly :

- And I'm fucking terrified.

So I let my body act on its own, moving one of my arms up to slide my fingers between his long fair locks, caressing them with a gentle gesture.

- You know, I'm scared too, I confessed to him in a whisper. I've never felt anything so strong as since I knew it and it's true, it's perfectly terrifying, yet for nothing in the world I will go back.

When he pulled his forehead away from my stomach, I felt a strange energy, slightly different from Lance's, run through that same area in abstract shapes.

Eyebrows arched in astonishment, he lifted my top above my navel, amazed to discover there an ice he hadn't formed.

[queenthevampire]

ALERTA DE SPOILER DO NEW ERA

Me deu vontade de criar uma fanfic onde o Mateus é apresentado como traidor de uma maneira mais divertida e não tão meia boca como foi no jogo e assim surgiu Traitor, uma fanfic com humor que apresenta leve alteração dos fatos para se enquadrar na estória

Uma fanfic de comédia leve, conspiratória e com referências a outras obras como por exemplo: Harry Potter, O alto da compadecida etc.

Sinopse:

Morgana sentia a incerteza crescente em seu peito e

para piorar vislumbrou quando os orbes castanhos pousaram no

corpo desmaiado em meio a floresta, as mãos enormes iam de

encontro aos fios escuros como se gritasse aos quatro cantos

da floresta: "O que foi que eu fiz?!"

OC abaixo com seus trajes mais usados, faltou o de treino e especificar a guarda

Onde ler: aqui

Em breve atualizações...

[the-skull-breaker]

hey so uh... do any of you know an Eldarya fanfic with Valkyon alive in New Era ? you know like a MCL Alternate Life type ? please ? I miss my favorite dragon...

[sacisca]

SPECULO - Fanfic PT / BR (Eldarya)

SPECULO

☝️ ☝️ ☝️ ☝️ clica ali!!!

oi!! eu postei mais um capítulo de Speculo.

nessa história, uso Eldarya como base para os personagens e tudo mais ;p o casal principal é Ezarel x Erika (com nomes um pouquinho diferentes), mas prometo desenvolver os outros também!!

ela já tem 4 capítulos e eu prometo que é super gostosinha de ler!! principalmente enquanto se espera a beem**v decidir continuar a história canon.

obrigada desde já, espero que gostem!

[leva-prava]

Designs for some of the characters for my little “DSMP Fantasy AU” :DDD

[ha8per]

boys boys boys 💋💋

Edit for BEST MEN in Amour Sucré

[linaselandbasil]

Plot twist, Erika wakes up one day. She looks up at the ceiling of her room as she groans from grogginess, her eyes are drawn to the blue haired man sitting by her bed.

"Ezarel? Whats up with the moustash?"

"No, you've been asleep for hundreds of years! I'm Ezarel's greatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreagreatgreat-"

"You're literally wearing the exact same outfit that I saw you in yesterday!"

All is well, it was all just a bad dream. The poison incident never happened, Lance never came back to take his brother's life, Leiftan isn't evil, no ANE, no Mathieu, no nevras dad. She went about her mundane life and one day she had the chance to return to earth. Did she take it? Perhaps, you decide what your oc does. Anything is better than ANE.

Listen, it's almost midnight and I just returned from my run, if this is weird let's blame it on my low blood pressure and my oxygen starved brain.

[licuadora-nasir]

¡Hola! El capítulo dos de Eldarya: La llamada del dragón ya está traducido al español. Lance está subido aquí y el de Valkyon aquí.

[akaminette]

❄🐉 Hybrid Lance - Episode 13

[crowned-clown-rising]

New chapter is up <3

Open to read everyone having a terrible time in Genkaku and Erika trying desperately to remain sane (she's slowly losing her marbles)

[chantalvonrosen]

[andraaste]

I am not your enemy - Lance fanfiction part 31

Chapter 31 : You're going to have to take your clothes off

- Princess, you may be incredibly perfect in this outfit, you're going to have to take your clothes off.

I stared at him, literally speechless.

- That I... what ?

And then, what was this sudden new nickname ?

He huffed, as if my question, which was also completely legitimate, irritated him in any way.

- Like I told you, if humans are here, there's a good chance it has something to do with you. I can't leave you in the Crystal Room with the other inhabitants. It would be too dangerous, both for you and for them.

Showing me the clothes and armor lying on the table, he continued :

- Except you're going to have to stay with me. And even though you look... more than gorgeous in that dress, you're going to have to put on something more practical. We have very little time, we'll have to hurry.

I nodded, troubled by the words he used to describe me.

As if, after denigrating himself, he was trying to put me on a pedestal, thus widening the chasm between us, thus proving to himself that he was probably not worth it and that his categorical reaction could only be justified.

But I did not agree with this method.

- Very well, I whispered angrily.

Without further ado, I took off my high heels while leaning on the wooden ledge, thus losing many centimeters. With a kick, I sent them flying under the table and then attacked the many strings in my back that held my dress. Pretending to ignore me, Lance did the same, removing his golden epaulettes and the red scarf that ran along him. His white jacket quickly followed the same trajectory.

All the strings undone, I let the soft fabric slide down my body, revealing my lace underwear. When it hit the ground, I jerked my feet free.

As he fastened the armor on his large chest, I noticed the dragon's eyes drift unwillingly over me, lingering on my curves, igniting a probably involuntary flame in the hollow of his pupils. Then he lowered his head, clearing his throat at the same time with an uncertain movement, before grabbing the paraphernalia placed in front of him.

- What should I wear ? I questioned him.

Hands full, he walked around the table before stopping in front of me, suddenly towering above me. And, for the first time since Falco had interrupted us, he finally met mine.

With an intensity that left me speechless.

Despite the barriers he constantly strove to maintain around him - erecting them as if they were no more than his only lifeline, his only keep out of a chaotic, devastating expanse of water, which would surely take him to his depths if he wasn't careful - I guessed a multitude of emotions when his gaze locked on mine.

His chest heaved, as if he took a deep breath before plunging under the black water, keeping me in suspense. Then, finally, his eyes tore harshly from mine before becoming shifty again.

And my heart seemed to choke.

- It's only a more suitable outfit but a little complicated to put on when you don't know. My teams are already there. With a night like this, it's always best to watch the surroundings, but we need to be in better condition in case of a fight. I don't know how it's outside and I would prefer that you run as little risk as possible.

His voice cracked several times during his tirade, which strangely caressed my ears.

Because he was clearly losing his means...

Following his words, the dragon caught me off guard as he crouched down in front of me, the garment in his hands. I raised my eyebrows in amazement.

- Lance, are you aware that I'm big enough to manage to dress mysel...

But the end of my sentence died on my lips when his fingers, so fresh, curled delicately around my calf. With a sure gesture, he then lifted my leg to help me put on the whole thing. When he had finished taking care of the second, his fingers lingered just behind my knee, caressing perhaps without realizing it the skin so thin there, which gave rise to an irrepressible goosebumps on all my body.

And of course, Lance noticed it.

For a moment his eyes stared at my legs, those turned so white in his large tanned palms, and I thought I could make out a faint smile stretching the corner of his lips before he pushed the soft fabric up my thighs. In the same momentum, he sat up in front of me, stopping the race of his hands just on my hips, touching my stomach.

The dragon then began to tie the garment, circling my body with his arms before pulling the laces over my stomach. Standing so close to me, probably much too close for that matter, I could feel his cold breath on my chest, which was heaving faster and faster.

And I had to admit that its freshness was welcome because, for a few seconds, I was starting to get really hot.

By the Oracle, was Lance aware that the way he dressed me was almost as ambiguous, even somewhat erotic, as the way he undressed me ?

Still, neither of us broke the placid silence we had agreed to, only the sound of laces being pulled echoing through the room. Seeing him take care of me like this took all my attention, so much so that I paid little attention to the small shocks that ran through my skin each time his skilful fingers touched me.

Surprisingly cold discharges, moreover, very different from the usual ones...

His gestures were sure, he knew how to put on this kind of armor in record time. Yet I felt the attention he gave to his task, as he trying not to hurt me. And, maybe I had dreamed it, but I was sure I felt his fingers linger for a moment against my stomach. His thumb caressed my skin in an infinitely soft way at this precise spot, which aroused a new emotion in me.

I couldn't stop my heart from racing. This closeness, just in the wake of his stormy words, made me more than confused and I knew he was too. How were we supposed to behave towards each other after all this, exactly ?

But this distance, it was Lance who had established it, and only him. And despite everything, his words had hurt me deep inside.

So I did nothing. Nothing but watch him carefully.

Eventually, this moment came to an end at some point, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. Still walled in a stony silence, Lance had helped me put the top on in record time, probably relieved to have only my eyes to avoid. Within seconds I was covered from top to bottom.

- Alright, we can go, he told me in a hoarse voice, swallowing hard.

This wasn't the time to approach him about this subject, I was well aware of that. Still, my heart sank painfully.

- Above all, don't move away from me and try to always stay in my field of vision.

Still in a daze from this strange moment, I nodded to let him know that I understood.

I had to pull myself together.

The dragon dragged me out of the hall. Hurrying through the awfully quiet market square, we finally arrived at the HQ gardens.

Suddenly, several voices began to sound not far from us. Lance and I exchanged a quick look before sneaking our way to the front gate of HQ.

- Calm down. All we ask is to meet the human. The one you call « Oracle's Chosen ».

I froze in place, bewildered.

How could humans have heard of my existence? Miiko's potion having normally erased me from every memory.

Or else, for that, they had to at least have had real contact with faeries, which wasn't supposed to be the case... right ?

Nevra's voice suddenly rose, calm and thoughtful.

- And what exactly do you want with her, « Oracle's Chosen » ?

He increased his intonation on his last words, repeating the ones they had used. I leaned over to better observe the scene. One of the men, probably the one who had just spoken, raised an eyebrow as he lingered on Nevra, then a weak smile tugged his thin lips.

- We just want to talk to her, nothing more. But you, the vampire, should be more open to helping us meet her... am I wrong ?

That...

What did the man mean by that ?

Despite the very low light, night having fallen for several hours already, I still managed to distinguish the jaw of the said concerned suddenly clenching. Before letting out a weak chuckle.

- You have the eye. I'm indeed a vampire, you're right. But that, it's perhaps by dint of frequenting those of my race, am I wrong ?

Nevra toyed with them, seeming to enjoy deflecting their questions so as not to provide them with a concrete answer. The man didn't even try to hide the gleam of amusement that shone deep in his eyes.

- I cannot refute that the vampires of Yaqut are well known to us, indeed. But I'm still surprised to meet one here, given what they... well, never mind, he cut off with a wave of his hand, as if rejecting any information that he suddenly deemed useless. We are here for a whole other thing and it would not be necessary to linger too long. So, he resumed with a darker air, the human, where is she ?

A shiver suddenly ran through me as his expression had changed. Beside me, I felt Lance tense up as well.

I knew he had to join Nevra but that my presence was holding him back...

- Unfortunately, I don't think it will be possible, resumed the vampire. I don't know what my peers have told you, but know that they're not really known to be trustworthy. So, if you want...

Not letting him finish his sentence, the one who was to be the leader of the group of humans suddenly raised his arms in front of him, immediately followed by all his men, holding a gun firmly in his black-gloved hands directly at Nevra.

- Very well, if we have to go through the hard way, we'll not hesitate...

My blood only boiled.

Escaping Lance's vigilance and no longer answerable for anything, as the anguish had just wrapped around me, I rushed in great strides in the direction of the two men who were now staring at each other, my ears ringing under the violent blows of my already disordered pulse.

- NO, DON'T SHOOT !

The man froze then, the gun still pointed directly at Nevra – who wasn't moving one iota.

- It's me, I continued, totally out of breath from the panic that had swallowed me whole. It's me you're looking for. I am the human, or Oracle's Chosen.

Quickly grabbing my wrist, the vampire breathed through clenched teeth :

- Andraste, what are you playing, here ?

- What about you ? This is a far more dangerous weapon than any you can possess on Eldarya, it could kill you in one shot !

- That's my problem, not yours.

What ?!

An almost sick laugh interrupted us.

- Well, we're here ! You see, it wasn't that complicated, after all.

When I turned to face him, I was surprised to fall directly on a huge back with broad shoulders, totally tense.

- Let's get this straight, Lance growled right in front of me, his voice so ominous that even the man shuddered. At no time do you approach her, is that understood ?

- Ola, calm down, his interlocutor laughs nervously while finally lowering his weapon, raising his hands in the air to prove a feigned innocence. I see that she's not provided without the watchdog that goes with her. But that's okay, she must be pretty valuable.

Suddenly, a bright cold light sounded a little lower, catching my eye. Lance's ice. It was literally pulsing against his palms, wrapping around his long fingers and wrist.

The man couldn't help showing a stunned pout before trying to pull himself together.

- I'm the leader here, so you'll have to speak to me, Nevra intervened, stepping forward, feeling that the dragon's nerves were failing him. And your intervention, in the middle of the night and, what is more, the evening of a special event, is far from proving to me the candid value of your intentions. So, unless you are in a hurry, you will have to start by explaining your motivations to us.

The man glared, as if really annoyed by the turn of events. Then he capitulated, holstered his weapon right at hip level.

- Unfortunately, we're indeed in a hurry. You see, we still can't keep the portals open as long as we'd like, and this conversation is dragging on a little too long for my liking.

Turning to me, catching my gaze despite the two men standing between us, he added :

- Charles sent us, he blurted, his words echoing like a ticking time bomb inside me. He says you'll know who it is. What he wants is to be able to talk to you. On earth.

Then he turned away from my eyes to address the faeries facing him, looking resolute.

- We'll be back in two days, at the same time. And I dare to hope that the beautiful people of Eldarya will be more... inclined, to discuss.

Slowly, the group of men began to retreat, before finally turning their backs on us and disappearing into the forest that bordered the walls of the HQ.

Lance and Nevra didn't move immediately, staring straight at the edge of the trees.

- I have to join Huang Hua to report to her immediately, I'll let you take care of the rest, whispered the vampire in the direction of his second.

Getting ready to leave, he turned his back on him before hesitating for a moment. Finally, he planted a hand on his shoulder to slip him a few last words, much lower.

- We're going to do everything so that nothing happens to her, you know that.

Then he patted him with a friendly gesture.

- Try to pick yourself up.

When Nevra finally walked away, Lance's voice rang out harshly, addressing the Obsidian members all around us.

- Return to your posts immediately. No millimeter of HQ should be overlooked.

Following his order, the entire team then disbands, returning to where they came from. Gradually, the footsteps died away behind us, yet Lance still didn't move, remaining resolutely turned away from me.

This made the uneasiness between us rise.

Not really knowing what to say or do, I waited patiently for him to finally decide to... I don't know, make a gesture, say something ?

Without warning, his hand went up for the umpteenth time of the evening to his face, thus rubbing his eyes with ardor with a tense gesture.

- Fuck... he swore softly. Seriously, what the hell had you got into, jumping right into their trap ?!

Indignant, I felt the anger flowing in my turn. Lance had been angry with me for far too many times in one night.

- They were going to shoot Nevra, I remind you !

Unable to contain himself, he turned quickly to face me, anger rumbling deep in his eyes.

- So what ?! he got even more angry. You were planning to protect him with your body, perhaps ? Nevra is a vampire and one of the best soldiers I know, he would have necessarily managed to get away with it. But you, what would you have done, if they had really shoot ?!

- It was the only way to stop it and you know it ! You don't know humans like I know them, you can't know how treacherous, cold and desperate they are to achieve their goal ! They would inevitably have left a souvenir before leaving, even if it means dropping some of us just for form !

With energy, he painfully grabbed my arm before adding, in a dull, reproachful voice :

- And the baby, have you thought about it ?!

I widened my eyes, caught off guard, expecting anything but those words.

- You're pregnant, damn it ! If you really want to keep it, at least make the effort to take care of yourself ! What if something happened to you, did you think about it ?

- I...

In fact, I was left speechless. What was this weird blackmail Lance was doing to me ? And why was he getting so angry, so worried about something he had made it clear to me that he didn't want ?

It didn't make sense anymore...

Much too annoyed, my anger fell like a breath when I saw once again, his eyes fill with a thousand emotions far too unbearable for one person.

- Lance, I... I'm going to be more careful, I promise you, I said with difficulty. Nothing will... nothing will happen to me and the... baby.

He remained lost in my gaze for several seconds, suddenly seeming on the verge of breaking completely when he realized, with a hint of panic, the virulence with which he had squeezed my arm. When his fingers came loose, a sharp pain came over me at the same time as the trace of his huge hand marked my skin, but it didn't hurt me as much as the look he gave me at that moment.

A look totally horrified, frozen by the dread of his sudden gesture.

- Damn, when I tell you that I can't be a father, Andraste... he choked back.

(Chapter 32)