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Dragon Age: The Veilguard: 1940s Minrathous Pairing: Emmrich Volkarin & Francesca Ingellvar Rated: M Summary: Emmrich and Francesca's reunion is fraught with simmering regret and undisclosed desires. Words: 6624

praeterita

He remembered waking to the sight of her dark raven hair spilled across the silk pillow beside his, strands catching the dim candlelight like threads of ink. The warmth of her body lingered in the air between them, carrying the familiar scent of bergamot and vetiver—unmistakably her. He breathed her in, savoring it as if it were the first time, as if by some magic he could keep her there forever.

His fingers traced a slow, reverent path from the curve of her neck to the dip of her hip, stirring a ripple of goosebumps along her skin. She shifted in response, sighing softly as she blinked awake, amethyst eyes glinting in the low light. A sleepy, knowing smile curved her lips as her delicate hand slid up his chest, curling around his neck to pull him closer. He let himself be drawn in, drinking in the warmth, the quiet intimacy of the moment.

There had been many mornings like this. But this one… this one was the last.

Maybe it hadn’t been as perfect as he remembered. Maybe time had softened its edges, polished over the imperfections, turned heartache into nostalgia. But in his mind, it remained untouched—the morning before everything changed.

The day had begun as they all did. Her coffee, his tea. A light breakfast before parting ways—him to his lectures, her to her shift with the Mourn Watch. She had already graduated, was already carving her own path toward teaching, balancing studies with duty. Their love was no longer hidden, no longer a whispered thing confined to stolen moments. They belonged to each other openly, effortlessly.

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