She’d never forget the day Elsa Hawke returned from the Deep Roads expedition with Anders and Varric. With her best friend’s little sister of all people. She knew she was in love when she realized that, even though it had been years since she last saw her face, the image of Bethany Hawke, smiling, laughing, blushing at one of her tales, et cetera was still burned perfectly into her mind and she couldn’t get the apostate out of her head. Isabela/Bethany with a side of f!Hawke/Merrill. MiezenSo, Mary got bored and wrote a DA2 fic today.
