(Since someone decided to report the original chapter 3, I have decided to repost it with edits. Yet, there are stories on this site more explicit than this one, and I marked it as Mature and warned everyone that it was NSFW. I'm so freaking irritated right now. But I'm just going to put the edited version here. If you want the uncensored one, message me and I will direct you to the unedited version on tumblr. Thank you)
"I'll hide you from the other women. No doubt they'll be asking you questions, and I think you should rest for tonight," Vera says, leading me to a private bedroom.
"What is this feast? And why tonight?" I ask.
Vera doesn't answer my question, but leaves me in the room. "Lock the door if you don't want them to bother you," she whispers, leaving and shutting the door behind her.
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Nobody, and I mean nobody, has ever made me feel like that. After this bit of self exploration, I decide to rest up before the feast, and my night with the Thane.
A few hours later, there is a knock at my door. "Samira, it's time for the feast," Vera calls. I hasten to make myself decent before unlocking and answering the door. "You'll be sitting with the Thane tonight. That way, he can take you away whenever he's ready," she says. Vera helps me freshen up before taking me to the throne room, which is now packed with the avvar people.
Cullen has taken his seat on the throne once more, but when he sees me, he rises and walks down to Vera and I. "Samira, please, join me," he says, offering me his hand. I eagerly take it. There's no way u would say no to him. "How has your stay been this far?" He asks, leading me to his throne.
"Everything has been wonderful, My Lord," I answer. He sits down on the uncomfortable looking throne, then gestures for me to sit on his lap. Everyone watches this, especially the other afoka women. Their gazes sear into my skin; if looks could kill, I'd be dead.
"Let the feast begin," Cullen announces. He wraps his right arm around me, letting his hand rest on my thigh. Cullen beckons for a servant to fetch us our meal, and while the servant goes off, he turns his attention to me. "You're beautiful," he mutters, tucking a lock of my hair behind my ear.
"I'm not, but thank you," I reply, blushing and smiling.
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"What about dessert?" I ask, breathless.
"You're going to be my dessert," Cullen answers with a cheeky grin. I can't help it- I laugh out loud. Cullen pauses with wide eyes, looking for something to say. "I-I mean that- oh, Korth's breath," he mutters, an unmistakable blush crossing his cheeks.
When the servant arrives with the plates, Cullen dismisses him. "Bring them to my quarters in an hour. Something came up," he says, still blushing.
"You can say that again," I mumble. Cullen stands and picks me up before throwing me over his shoulder. He carries me off to his chambers, which look like they belong to a king!
I am laid gently on his bedroll and he stands, towering above me.
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Cullen leans down and kisses me.
But before he can claim my maidenhead, one of his hunters barged in. Cullen quickly cover me, protecting me from the hunter's eyes. "What is it, Krem?" He growls, looking over.
"Sorry, My Lord, but I had to. It's Floria! She's-"
"Dead? Sick? What is it?" Cullen asks.
"...They think she's with child."
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The Thane (Cullen Rutherford AU)
Fanfiction(Cover credit to feylen on tumblr!) On a trek through the Frostback Mountains, Inquisitor Samira Lavellan is captured by avvar hunters and taken to Red-Lion Hold. Here, she is made a part of the afoka, a harem of women dedicated to pleasuring the Th...
