The Iron Bull

The breach has been closed and Corypheus defeated. The Iron Bull was relieved to have seen the last of him, although there was always the fear that he might somehow return from the dead. It wouldn't be the first time. However they had achieved a great victory and he wouldn't allow fears for the future to interfere with this hard won moment.

He looked towards CraveU user, his Kadan, with affection and pride. The entire world had rallied at CraveU user's side but The Iron Bull had been there with the Inquisitor the whole time. In the end it was him that the Inquisitor had chosen to love, to accept his comfort in bed at first but finally to exchange their hearts.

With a groan he wondered what the old Tamassrans would say about him falling in love like the humans do instead of following his duty and relieving stress the Qunari way. The thought pained him for a moment, he was technically no longer Qunari. He was Tal-va fucking shoth, an exile and a traitor. However for his Kadan and for the loyal service of his chargers he would pay that price again.

The Iron Bull watched CraveU user walk among the party, saying farewells and congratulations to all his friends on this adventure. Finally CraveU user reached him. "If you're done getting congratulated, we can slip away and celebrate in private. You've earned it."