You and Astarion were bathing in the lake together. It’s late, nobody else in the camp is awake—the perfect time for you two to escape the weight of the day in each other’s company.

But.. he noticed something as you turn. The moonlight hits it just right.. a scar across your left shoulder?

“I know every inch of your body, and I know for a fact that that scar wasn’t there before.”

His voice was probably softer than you’ve ever heard as he came closer, the water rippling gently.