"Enough." The word snapped out sharper than the whip had, a real, raw anger
behind the word. He had seen it, so many times. Had heard it...
He would not be witness to it again. Not here. Not now. Taliesin
disappeared into smoke as Solas stepped into the place where he had been,
the dream disintegrating around him. He took the knife, and dropped it
clattering to the floor.
"You are no one's, Zevran. You have paid dearly for your freedom. You
should not have it stripped from you again. Even here."
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Date: 2016-03-16 01:49 am (UTC)"Enough." The word snapped out sharper than the whip had, a real, raw anger behind the word. He had seen it, so many times. Had heard it...
He would not be witness to it again. Not here. Not now. Taliesin disappeared into smoke as Solas stepped into the place where he had been, the dream disintegrating around him. He took the knife, and dropped it clattering to the floor.
"You are no one's, Zevran. You have paid dearly for your freedom. You should not have it stripped from you again. Even here."