"I was gathering Ashley's things and found her diary in her bottom drawer.", she said in a curious tone. "I always respect my daughter's privacy, but ...ou know me. my curiosity got the better of me and I just could'nt resist reading it.", she admitted. "It seems there are quite a few pages in here written about you.", she said with a sexy smirk on her face and looking over her reading glasses at me. What would she possibly write about me?, I asked trying to sound innocently surprised. Donna. I sat alone for a short period, I took the glass of water from the side and began to sip at it slowly, staring outside towards the glistening moon. One of my few, true companions these days. I rise to my feet and wrap one of the towels from the small chest of drawers around my waist, covering my lower as I make my way out into the stretch of hallway, closing the door behind. Proceeding down towards the bathroom, I hear moans coming from one of the rooms close-by – a man and a woman. The. “But Riordan...”“Will be returning to Orlais, should he survive. As will Conrad and Dougal. Despite their temporary defection, they are not Fereldan Grey Wardens. Loghain is not the only Fereldan who is suspicious of Orlais; they will not be tolerated here permanently, even should they wish to stay, especially not in a leadership role. Nor do any of them wish to take on that role. Whoever commands the Wardens when the Blight is over will be a powerful figure in Ferelden, regardless of nobility. He entered me again, tantalizingly slowly. I arched my back and he slid in even more, to the hilt. For a moment we didnt move, until his mouth was against my ear, I thought I could get tired of this – I was wrong I could feel myself blushing as I wrapped my legs up and around his hips, flush against his body. He flattened himself against me in response. Easy there he murmured. I laughed but shook my head. I wound my hands over his ribs, over his back and grasped his shoulders, digging deep. He.