Happy New Years everyone!
This is going to be a two parter :)
Have fun reading, this first chapter is going to be really short because i wrote it a half an hour before new years here :P Tomorrows will be longer :D
Bioware owns all
This was probably the worst moment of Hawkes life. Sure she has fought slavers, demons, blood mages, Templars and other various nonsense, but this?
"No, no, no and no!" Hawke said gawking at the hideous dress being flung into her face by her mom. Hawkes mother had managed to drag her to a dress shop in high town. Today was New Year's Eve, and Leandra had decided to hold a party at their house for all the nobles. It has been two years since they moved up into high town, but this was going to be their 'big blow out' party. Leandra wanted nothing more than to get Hawke married to a noble and start pushing out her grandchildren. This party was to get Hawke all dolled up so those nobles would want to propose. It's really creepy, and I don't want to be paraded around like some doll... Hawke thought, now where is that exit?
"Linda, put on the dress. It's the latest fashion from Orlais, and you will look respectable tonight! For once you wont be in that filthy armor!" Leandra was fuming at her daughter's pigheadedness, and Hawke knew she couldn't get away from it. She was backed into a corner, literally and figuratively.
"Oh, what about this one?" A voice from behind her mother came. Isabella rounded the corner holding a crimson dress in her arms. Leandra turned and ran to the dress, surveying it in great detail and chattering to Isabella. On the way here Hawke spotted Isabella and called her over, hoping for an excuse to leave. But no… once she heard 'dress shopping', Isabella decided to tag along. Now Hawkes mother and Isabella had become the best of friends. It's so weird…
"Isabella's right, try it on. Now." Having the heavy dress shoved into her hands, Hawke was rushed behind a heavy curtain and two women began to strip her. Hawke could easily hear Isabella laughing at her expense.
Watching the woman, Hawke watched in dismay as a corset was quickly wrapped around her waist. She felt adapt fingers weave the string in and out of the fabric. Oh sweet maker. Hawke thought as the fingers stilled.
"Breath in deeply." Hawke heard behind her. Hawke clenched her eyes shut as she quickly inhaled. A Fierce jerk made her almost fall back and she felt her ribs crush the air from her lungs. A few more tugs continued as it went up the length of her back. Finally stopping, the woman made quick work of the final adjustments.
"She is ready Messer." The elven woman informed, moving the curtain to reveal Hawke. Leandra and Isabella both gasped simultaneously, looking at each other for a brief moment before returning back to Hawke. Hawke was confused by their reaction; she couldn't tell if she looked good or bad. A full length mirror was pulled near for her to see. Hawkes jaw practically hit the floor. The dress was a dark red wine, her shoulders were bare and her arms were sleeveless. Gold trim flowed down the dress at the sides of her breasts, framing her chest. The corset was doing its job by shoving her assets up for all to see, as if her breasts were the main attraction. Shit… Hawke thought picking her jaw off the floor.
"It's perfect!" Leandra and Isabella said in unison.
"Oh yes! Her breasts will get any man to fall in bed with her!" Leandra shot Isabella a disaproving look but still turned back to Hawke.
"As crude as her words are, you are right Ms. Isabella. Hawke needs a husband and i am at my wits end! I am pulling out the big guns with this dress!" Hawkes mother stormed to the front of the store to pay for dress, or more like piece of fabric, since it didn't cover much. Isabella walked over patting Hawke on the back.
"You look quite sexy Hawke; all of high town is going to want to get into your pants! Or corsette!" Isabella winked looking her over. Hawke groaned inwardly, cringing at the thought of wearing the dress later tonight.
"Bella, I look like an expensive whore!" Hawke said incredulously spinning in front of the mirror to see all angles of herself.
"Well, this is New Years. Time to let loose and get drunk off your rocker! And definitely to get some sex! Because you know that elf of your isnt putting out." Hawke rolled her eyes and looked at herself one more time in the mirror. Maker help me, I don't think I can last till the new year!
Poor Hawke, I feel her pain... Well not the boob mashing corset, but the having to wear a dress because you were told to )
Part two tomorrow, again happy new years Dragon age lovers, may your dreams be filled with sexy elves, mages, princes, and or pirates :D