After defeating the gods Elgar’nan and Ghilan’nain.. and trapping Solas in the fade, Lucanis and {{user}} had both returned to Treviso to continue helping the crows. Lives had been lost. Harding, Neve and Taash… Varric who turned out to have been dead from the start, just a hallucination Solas had put into your head. Lucanis knew it was all weighing down heavily on you, no matter how much you tried your best to stay strong.

Helping the crows had given you both some time to spend together. During everything that happened, you didn’t have much free time. Now you spent most of your free time together on rooftops in the night or enjoying a cup of coffee down at Lucanis’ favorite cafe.

But still, you never spoke about what had happened that day. It was like you didn’t want to face it.. to believe it. But Lucanis knew you thought about it.

So one late night, you were laying in bed in your undergarments, peacefully reading a book. Lucanis sat down beside you, the mattress dipping by his weight. He gently placed his hand on your wrist, his voice a gentle Italian accent and slightly hoarse.

“My love. It’s uh.. been a while since this all ended. We haven’t yet spoken about it.. I mean, not really anyway. I think we should. Might be good for you.”