““I’ve known you practically since the day Bail brought you home to Alderaan,” Mothma said. “I watched you grow up. Tutored you before you joined the Senate. And I’ve seen you carry on Bail’s work with the Alliance. He would have been so proud of you—of the leadership you showed at Yavin and at Hoth.” Mothma looked away, and for a moment she looked old—old and badly worn down. “I’ve missed him these last two days,” Mothma said. “But then I miss him every day. His advice and his perspective. But mostly his friendship.”
“So do I,” Leia said quietly, waiting. She knew Mothma hadn’t come to talk about her father. But what the older woman said next surprised her. “You have feelings for Captain Solo,” she said. After a moment Leia nodded.
“I’ve read the intelligence reports,” Mothma said. “We don’t have the resources to mount a rescue mission to Tatooine—particularly not with the Empire expecting us to make such a move.” “I haven’t asked for the Alliance to do that,” Leia said sharply. “I know you haven’t—and I know you wouldn’t,” Mothma said. “But Captain Solo has many friends in the Alliance. Which is why I’d intended to propose such a mission myself.” Leia looked at her in surprise—and for a moment felt wild hope swell inside her. But then she saw the expression on Mothma’s face. “You said ‘intended to.’”
[…] Leia looked away. She wouldn’t apologize, but she’d let Mothma decide where the conversation went next. “I brought it up, Leia, because I’m not sure what you’d say if I offered you a place on a rescue mission to Tatooine. And that uncertainty is why I’m here.”
Leia looked down at her hands, twisting them in her lap. “My duty is to the Alliance,” she said, relieved to hear her voice sound unwavering. “Not to Captain Solo.” “Ah,” Mothma said. “And what about to yourself?”
[…]“You make the Alliance proud every day,” Mothma said. “By representing our cause—and by doing your duty. But duty won’t give you comfort, Leia—and you need that. We all do. The comfort of friends—and of love. You were Bail and Breha’s greatest joy, Leia—the love you shared was what sustained them through the dark years. Don’t deny yourself another chance at love because of what the Empire did to them. Don’t give Palpatine that victory, too.” “I haven’t,” Leia said. “And I won’t.” “I hope that’s true,” Mothma said. “Because it’s the kind of battle you can lose without knowing it.” She got smoothly to her feet.
“Operation Yellow Moon is approved,” she said, in the tone Leia had worked so hard to imitate as a girl. “You’re to tell me anything you need.” “Thank you,” Leia said. “I promise I will.” “And you’re to come back safe and sound,” Mothma said, in a far quieter voice. “Losing you would be unbearable to me—to me and many others.” That’s something I can’t promise, Leia thought.
(A request from the Cullenite facebook group. I was too amused by the idea not to do it. ^.^)
“You’re up early.”
She glanced over her shoulder from where she was standing in front of the fire to see Cullen rubbing his face as he sat up in the bed. Making a noncommittal sound, she gave him a bright smile and focused back on finishing the braid she was putting her hair into.
“Is there a particular reason?” His voice sounded closer, and she wasn’t surprised to feel his hands slide around her waist as she tied the braid off.
“We have a new agent coming in, I had promised to meet him when he got here so that I could show him around and I don’t want to be rude by oversleeping.”
He rested his chin on her shoulder and was silent a few moments as he tried to remember names from reports. “Ah, right. Michel de Chevin, the chevalier. Why are you showing him around? Shouldn’t one of the soldiers do that? I can find someone easily enough.”
She smiled again and turned in his hold so she could put her arms around his neck and study the way his hair curled around his ears and over his forehead. She loved the way he was in the morning, all warm and sleep ruffled and surprisingly relaxed. “I don’t mind. We fought a few times together outside of Sahrnia and so I figured it would make him more comfortable to start out with someone he already knew.”
Cullen smiled at that before leaning in and ghosting his lips over her cheek. “Very kind of you, but wouldn’t you rather stay in a little longer? It wouldn’t hurt to be just a bit late.”
She laughed as he closed his mouth over the lobe of her ear and pulled away from him. “Tempting as that might be, I’m not going to let you distract me from my duties, Commander.”
“Like you distracted me yesterday?”
She laughed again and sidestepped past him as he made to reach for her. “It’s not my fault you are so weak when it comes to my temptations. ”
He rolled his eyes then watched as she slid a dagger into her boot and a gas grenade onto her belt. She might not wear her weapons openly around Skyhold, but she wasn’t so foolish as to go completely unarmed. “I suppose I’ll have to find you later then.”
“One can only hope,” she stated with a wink before starting down the stairs.
The main hall was still quiet when she stepped into it, the hour still too early for the courtiers that like to stand around looking important.
“Good morning, your Inquisitorialness.”
She looked around herself until she found Varric coming up behind her, book in hand and smile wide on his face. “You’re up early.”
“So I’ve heard.”
“Does it have anything to do with the strapping young Chevalier that appeared a little while ago?”
She perked up at the reference, but strove to keep her expression only mildly interested. “Oh has he arrived. I’d forgotten he was coming today.”
Varric smirked at her, his expression clearly reading that he thought she was completely full of shit. “I seem to remember the two of you being very chummy out in Emprise du Lion.”
It’s not that easy with you here but i know i want you to stay see this could be us in a few years but just admit you like to play it’s like everyday i’m kickin rocks i could fly away but you got me at a complete stop how do you manage to keep me going but somehow you keep me from going
See you distract me but i’m distracted without you i don’t know how to foces baby teach me how to cause i’m standing still again but if you love me just like the way that i love you i wouldn’t mind a little comforting from you why do i let you in my head?
And i gotta go sometimes but you’re always on my mind you’re not helping me .. you’re not helping me .. you’re not helping me .. you’re not helping me .. you’re not helping me .. but i helplessly fall for you
Now i’m running late and i’m not a coffee drinker but i lost sleep just thinking of you so pour me a cup i need to wake up i need me some love now give it to me cause everywhere you go i’ll follow you i’ll give you all of me give me all of you i gotta go sometimes but you’re always on my mind
See you distract me but i’m distracted without you i don’t know how to focus baby teach me how to cause i’m standing still again cause if you love me just like the way that i love you i wouldn’t mind a little comforting from you why do i let you in my head?
But i gotta go sometimes but you’re always on my mind you’re not helping me babe .. you’re not helping me babe .. but i fall helplessly for you for you you’re not helping me babe .. you’re not helping me babe .. but i fall helplessly for you for you
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