Not long after they shuttled a few armloads of Kieran's things to the tower, Alistair and Kieran took a moment to rest on the chaise.
Five minutes later, Kieran tucked his legs up and scooted over to use Alistair's leg for a pillow.
Five minutes after that, exhausted by fear and worry, he fell asleep -- and Alistair didn't have the heart to wake him, even as twilight wound down into full dark and moonlight started to creep across the floor.
So that's where they are when Cullen arrives: still on the chaise, Alistair watching the ceiling as if it'll cave in at any moment, one hand on Kieran's hair. He rouses himself when the door creaks, shaping a wan smile, and lifts his free hand in a silent hello.
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Five minutes later, Kieran tucked his legs up and scooted over to use Alistair's leg for a pillow.
Five minutes after that, exhausted by fear and worry, he fell asleep -- and Alistair didn't have the heart to wake him, even as twilight wound down into full dark and moonlight started to creep across the floor.
So that's where they are when Cullen arrives: still on the chaise, Alistair watching the ceiling as if it'll cave in at any moment, one hand on Kieran's hair. He rouses himself when the door creaks, shaping a wan smile, and lifts his free hand in a silent hello.