A/N: This story follows the basic storyline from Dragon Age Inquisition with some changes for fictional purposes. As with all fanfiction stories, I do not own any characters or anything from the Dragon Age universe created by BioWare and EA Games. I am simply a fan making a story based in the beautiful world they crafted. :)

Update: Since I hated the beginning, I decided to rewrite it and add 7 new chapters! I hope you all enjoy them!

The carriage bumps along the busy streets of Ostwick as Lena looks out the window at the passing shops and market stalls. Her twin brother, Leon, sits opposite of her and watches with an amused expression. "You never told me where we're going."

Pulling her gaze from the window, she shoots him a mischievous grin. "That's because it's a surprise."

Reaching over, he pulls the curtain from the window, most likely trying to see what's grabbed his sister's attention as she turns to look back out the window. He could see nothing extravagant or noteworthy, but she stared intently out the window nonetheless. "Can you at least give me a hint?" He smirks. "I imagine it's something father wouldn't approve of since there's so much secrecy surrounding it."

She shrugs. "True but then again, most things that father dislikes are some of the more fun things a person can experience." She replies. Before he has a chance to respond, she grasps her thin skirts and throws open the carriage door. "Come on!"

Her sandal splashes in a puddle of water accumulated in the rain they received the night before but she just lifts up her expensive dress and pulls her gauze-like shall around her as she hurries on. Leon's eyes widen as he jumps out and rushes after her, almost colliding with a merchant carrying a large rolled up rug on his shoulder. Apologizing, he picks up speed and follows her as she dips and sways through the crowd before ducking into an alley. Trotting up to walk beside her, his eyes shift around as he tries to make out where they are.

"Where-?" He begins but stops instantly as they turn the corner and come out on a less busy street. Lena stops before a door with a sign hanging precariously beside it, its writing far too faded to read. Placing a hand on the door, she shoots him a coy grin before pushing their way in.

Inside, candles flicker on a nearby table as a scantily clad woman leads a man through a nearby door. Leon watches before a smirk emerges. "Maker's breath… are we at a pleasure house?"

They stop in front of a solid looking door where two men in leather armor stand on either side. Each bulky man looked at them in turn but said nothing as Lena places a hand on the door, turning to offer Leon a grin before pushing it open.

Smoke from nearby candles and sweet smelling incents waft in as the door opens and they enter the dimly lit room. Moans emit from places nearby, a partially translucent curtain drawn for some faux privacy. Not that it mattered since there were men standing outside some of the curtains, tugging at themselves as they watched the people committing the act in front of them.

Coming near the center of the room, Leon looks through one of the curtains half pulled aside as a pale elven woman rides astride a darker-skinned man, their complexions contrasting in the candlelight within the room. Leon feels a thrum of interest stirring in his own trousers as he watches dark hands cup the small breast and give it a squeeze to receive a breathy gasp of pleasure.

"And this is my twin brother, Leon." Lena introduces, motioning vaguely beside her. Leon's attention snaps back to the middle-aged woman dressed richly in a shimmering pink gown adorned with jewels. Her dark hair is braided and pinned up in traditional Ostwick style with shimmering bands. Her darkly painted lips curl up into a grin as she looks him over.

Lena reaches into the coin purse on her hip and retrieves a couple gold coins and holds them out before her. "We'll both take the finest and most exclusive packages you've got." She grins. "After all, it's our birthday."

She hands the coins over to the Madam who looks them over before she looks up at them with a grin. "Very well." She says, her voice edged with a foreign accent that Leon can't fully place at the moment. He watches as she motions for them to follow her as she leads them to another chamber filled with a bar, tables and many drunken patrons. The Madam motions outwards at the many tables where more scantily clad men and women perch on the edge of tables, sit in chairs or walk around talking to patrons, no doubt trying to talk them into going to one of the rooms on the nearby landing. "Do you have any certain preferences?"

A lovely woman in a light blue transparent dress clasped at the shoulders strides past Leon, her hand grazing his with a smile as she passes. A redhead. Lena thinks to herself as her eyes fall to the dusky pink nipples standing erect under the woman's thin dress. Quite a rarity. Her eyes flick to Leon whose gaze hasn't left the woman's body since she arrived, and she smirks. "I believe Leon here has made his choice." She chuckles.

The woman smiles at Leon and holds out a dainty hand which he eagerly accepts. He starts after her as she starts to lead him to a room and Lena calls after him. "Have fun, brother! I'll find you afterwards."

Leon waves back to her without breaking his gaze. Chuckling, Lena turns back to the Madam who eyes her rich looking clothes curiously. "Now that your brother is off with Ariell, what about you?"

Lena licks her lips as she surveys the room. "I'm thinking a bit of both." She says. "If I may?" She motions toward the men and women.

The Madam nods. "Of course." She says with a sweep of her hand. "Please."

Turning from the older woman, Lena walks around the tables, examining first the women. Finding an exotic beauty with beautifully dark skin and assorted gold piercings, she touches the woman's face and turns it to face her. Her curly raven-black hair is swept up in a similar style as the Madam with a few tendrils handing down along her neck. The woman smiles as Lena's hand slips down her neck and lands on the swell of her breasts, her fingers closing around the mound and giving it a few gentle squeezes. She fingers the dark nipple through the thin dark blue material and smirks as the woman gasps.

"Everything to your liking?" The woman purrs, her Rivaini accent coming through strongly.

"Perhaps." Lena says. "Do you like women?" The woman smiles as she nods. Lena glances around the room. "And what about men?"

"Of course."

Nodding, Lena rolls the woman's nipple between her thumb and index finger. "And do you prefer having them separately or at the same time?"

The woman chuckles, leaning forward and brushing her lips teasingly against Lena's, her warm breath moving over her skin. "I'll happily do both at the same time, kitten, if that's what you desire."

"Perfect." Pulling her hand away, Lena offers her hand which is accepted. Leading the woman away from the disgruntled patrons she was previously talking to, they walk over to a young man with bright blond hair, bare from the waist up sitting in a chair, his legs parted to show the large bulge in the front of his tight small clothes. As both women approach, he looks up as he's about to take a sip from his cup. Lena whispers something in the woman's ear and she smiles with a nod before walking away. As the woman leaves, Lena beckons the man to stand. He obeys and stands as Lena looks him over, her hand coming down his hairless chest before reaching down to access his groin. As she did with the woman, she asks him of his preferences. Satisfied with his answers, she looks over to where the woman she fondled is talking to the Madam.

Eagerly, she rejoins them and they walk together up the nearby stairs to the landing toward one of the great rooms set aside for wealthy patrons. Allowing the man to walk in first, Lena turns to the woman as she taps her shoulder. Lena halts and looks to the woman, raising a brow.

"While Eian and I get ready, you may change or undress, if you like. The wine will be brought up shortly."

"Thank you…?" Lena smiles, pausing.

"Vanessa."

As Vanessa turns away, Lena watches her slink away to the corner shrouded in silk curtains and a gold privacy screen. As the two prostitutes readied themselves, she strides over to the canopied bed at the center of the room. Topped with fine Orlesian silk and surrounded by gossamer curtains of matching lustful red, Lena takes a seat, leaning back onto the plush mattress as she stretches. A knock sounds on the door and a lovely woman decked in sheer yellow fabric and adorned with bronze jewelry strides in with an ornate metal pitcher. Shooting Lena a coy smile, she strides over to the table and sets down a few cups. Turning around, she bows. "Will that be all, M'lady?"

Lena licks her lips. "Yes. Unless you want to join?"

At that moment, Vanessa and Eian emerge from behind the privacy screen, both glistening with oil in the candlelight.

Giggling, the serving girl apologizes and declines before scampering out the room, closing the door behind her. Wasting no time, Lena rises from the bed and strides over to the duo, her eyes moving over their glistening features hungrily. "Mm…. You two look absolutely appetizing. I'm almost unsure where to start."

"Perhaps we should start by undressing you." Vanessa purrs, walking over and pressing her body against Lena's arms as her fingers reach up and graze the bronze clasps. "Wouldn't want to get anything on your fine dress."

Lena turns her head, her lips teasing Vanessa's before hungrily capturing her lips as her hand move over the slick surface of the woman's body. She abruptly pulls away, her breath heavy as she motions for her to pour some wine before turning and pulling Eian to her. His lips crash against hers before she opens her mouth and allows for his tongue to slip in, exploring her mouth with eagerness as her hands reach down to fondle his length. Vanessa shortly returns with a glass of wine which Lena reluctantly pulls away from her partner to retrieve. Licking her lips, she takes the cup and motions with her chin for both to move to the bed as she takes a long drink.

Bringing it down from her lips, she looks over the tone, glistening bodies seated beside each other on the bed. "You." She says, motioning to Vanessa. "I want you to kiss and fondle him." She says, motioning with her cup toward Eian. She smirks. "I want him hard and your cunt to be dripping wet for me."

They look at each other and a grin forms as they lock lips. Moans erupt from both parties as Lena watches over her cup. She feels herself getting aroused as she watches Vanessa's dark hands stroking the length of Eian's pink cock. Draining the cup, she sets it down without looking away and reaches up to unclasp her dress. Each side falls and exposes a breast as it falls over the bronze leaf belt around her waist. Their kisses become more passionate as they lean back on the bed. Lena carefully removes her belt and lets her dress fall to the carpet at the end of the bed before dropping the metal belt on top and using one of the posts of the canopy to remove the sandals tied up her leg to her knee.

Padding barefoot back to the table, she pours another cup of wine and halfway downs it when Vanessa pulls away from Eian, allowing him to lick and nibble along her neck as she turns to look at their customer.

"Care to join us, m'lady?" She grins, idly stroking Eian as he gently rocks in and out of her grasp.

Taking a last drink of wine, she strides toward them. Eian's actions stop as he turns to watch as Lena beckons Vanessa toward the end of the bed. Cup in hand, she leans down to capture the woman's lips, the taste of wine intermingling with the taste of Vanessa's tongue making for an enticing combination. "Let's see how well Eian did, shall we?" She says between kisses. With her free hand, Lena brushes her hand down Vanessa's thighs which part as Lena's hand dips between them. Stroking the saturated folds with her thumb, she slips a finger in, then two; Delighting in the wet sounds as she pushes them in and out of the woman's slick opening.

A moan escapes Vanessa's throat before Lena nibbles on her lower lip with a smirk. "Very good, Eian." She grins, still looking at Vanessa. She licks her lips. "Tell me, my sweet. Do you taste as good as you look and feel?"

Leaning back on her elbows, she lifts and parts her legs so they're equal to the edge of the bed, her slick folds displayed proudly. "Why don't you taste me for yourself, M'Lady?" She purrs.

Eian offers her a hand as she kneels at the edge of the bed before Vanessa's groin. She reaches up to rub the folds, admiring the way her fingers slip in and out with no resistance. Slipping her fingers up into a "V", she parts the fold to see the sensitive little nub. Licking the remnants of wine from her lips, she dips her head down starting with languid licks that slip deep inside, before flattening out to cover as much area as possible. Vanessa's graceful hand comes to rest on Lena's head as mews of pleasure escape her throat as Lena's tongue darts in and out of her opening, pausing every so often to suck on the folds. Lena looks up at Vanessa's closed eyes as she begs Lena not to stop. As her hips begin to buck, Lena sets her wine aside and wraps her arms around the woman's hips to anchor them in place while she lovingly licks and sucks on her clit. Lena draws two orgasms from her partner as she expertly fingers her while eating her out; She eagerly laps up each sweet climax before finally releasing her to retrieve her cup and draining it.

Rising to refill her cup, she sees Eian fondling Vanessa's breasts as her lustful gaze watches Lena. Her glass filled once more, she smirks as she meets Vanessa's lingering gaze. "You tasted delicious." Lena compliments, licking her lips to taste the lingering remnants of the woman's climax as it mingles with the wine. Her gaze slides over to the flushed Eian he cups Vanessa's full breast. Cocking her head to the side, she taps her chin with a finger. "I wonder if you taste as sweet as your lovely female counterpart, Eian. Shall we find out?" Rounding the canopy with her cup in hand, her gaze shifts down to his erect cock. "Or perhaps I should ride your cock like a bull while you taste the delicious essence of Vanessa's arousal."

Coming to stand at the end of the bed, Lena kneels between Eian's legs as she has his attention, his eyes widening like saucers. She offers her wine to him and motions for him to drink as she leans down to stroke him. "Mmm…. How tempting your cock is. It quivers with anticipation to be licked and suckled." Keeping her eyes on Eian's desirous gaze, she leans down to press a kiss to the head of his bulbous cock. "Maybe just a taste first." He lets out a strangles gasp and wine dribbles down his chin in surprise. Smirking, Lena leans down and slowly licks and suckles the tip as her hand begins to pump up and down the shaft. A series of moans tears from his throat as he leans back on the bed, the now empty cup falling from his hand with a clank as it hits the stone floor.

Lena is so preoccupied with sucking on Eian's cock that she barely notices as Vanessa removes herself from the bed to retrieve the dropped cup and return it to the nearby table. She watches as Lena's head bobs up and down as her hand twists and pumps Eian's cock while her own saturated folds faced outwards as she arched her back.

Walking over toward the polished wooden chest of drawers, she removes the bottle of oil and the phallus made of soft leather before returning to Lena's exposed genitalia. Smiling at Eian as he claws at the sheets while Lena relentlessly sucks and strokes his cock near climax, Vanessa mimics Lena's actions toward her as she gently rubs the slick opening. Probing her fingers lazily in and out as she lies between her legs to lick and suckle on her lips and clit. For a moment, Lena pauses with a surprise gasp before renewing her vigorous sucking and stroking as Eian moans for her to keep going. As she does so, she widens her own legs to give Vanessa better access as her tongue slips in and out of Lena's slick folds.

As Lena feels Eian edge near his climax, she cups his meaty sack and feels him place a firm hand on her head. Guiding her for a few more deep throated sucks, his sack spasms and he holds her head in place as hot, salty liquid shoots into her mouth, hits the back of her throat and down. His hand falls away as ragged gasps escape as he leans back while Lena eagerly licks up the remnants from his cock. Coming up on her first climax, she lifts her head to let out a moan. Rocking back and forth against Vanessa's probing fingers and tongue as she rides through it.

Rising on shaky knees, Lena chuckles as she motions Vanessa to move once she's licked all the remnants. She glances around for her cup before Vanessa motions back toward the table. She walks back and refills it, takes a hesitant sip as she notices the long leather phallus and the corked bottle at the foot of the bed. "I see you're eager to add another cock to the party." Lena chuckles, motioning to it. "I want you to use it."

Picking up the soft leather phallus, Vanessa looks it over as though seeing it for the first time. "On you, M'lady?"

Draining her cup, she feels the beginning of a buzz starting to make itself known as she fills her glass once more. "No. I want you to pleasure yourself with it while Eian readies himself for another round." Lean smirks. "I've tasted his cock; Now I want to feel it pulsing inside me as I ride it."

Taking a sip of her wine, she watches as Vanessa uncorks the bottle and drips the oil in her palm before setting it on the ground. Locking eyes with Lena, she oils up the phallus with expert hands as she rubs it and coats the leather. Eian watches her as well, stroking his half hard cock.

Spreading her legs wide to reveal her folds once more, she angles the phallus and teases herself, biting her lip and she nudges it into the slick opening with lewd wet sounds that leave little to the imagination. She moans as the phallus slips deeper and deeper into her willing slit until it goes up to the root and slaps against the fake sack at the end. As Lena watches her, she slowly finishes her wine as she touches herself; Her fingers plunging inside her own cunt as the phallus disappears into Vanessa's.

Finally, setting aside her cup, Lena strides over to Eian. She reaches down to grab his cock and gives it a couple strokes for good measure before nodding. "This will do nicely."

Climbing upon the bed, she kneels over his erect cock. His hands fly up to her hips as he slowly guides her, inch by delicious inch until they both let out a sigh of relief when he's sheathed up to the root inside her. "Maker…" Lena breathes, giving a few experimental bounces before gathering her hair that has begun to plaster itself to her neck. "You have a lovely cock. I think one of the loveliest I've had in a while."

Eian thanks her with a laugh as he begins to guide her hips while they find the correct rhythm. As they do so, Lena looks over and smiles at Vanessa whose eyes have closed as she pumps the phallus in and out, moaning as it comes out looking slick with arousal and oil. Chuckling, a moan escapes her throat as they find the perfect rhythm and Eian begins to pick up speed as he thrusts up inside her. Her breathing accelerates as her breasts bounce with each hard thrust and sounds of wet flesh fill the room, punctuated with shameless whimpers and moans of pleasure.

"Oh fuck…" Lena breathes between hard thrusts. She opens her eyes just enough to see Vanessa watching with fervent interest as the phallus pauses inside her. Lena smiles at her. "Perhaps you should take a seat, my sweet!" She breathes, motioning to the flush and concentrated face of Eian. "I'm sure Eian would love to taste your sweet nectar."

Without slowing, Eian looks over at Vanessa expectantly as she removes the phallus and drops it on the floor beside the bed before crawling over to Eian. She starts to position herself facing him but Lena reaches out and shakes her head.

"No. I want you to face me so I can enjoy you as well." As she says this, she slows the motion of her hips and slowly rocks her hips as Vanessa poises herself on Eian's face, holding herself open with a squeak of delight as his tongue laps at the climax she had from the phallus. With Lena on his cock and Vanessa being pleasured orally, Lena smirks as she beckons Vanessa to lean forward. Instantly, she captures her lips, her tongue and breath intermingling with hers.

A couple climaxes later for both women and a powerful climax for Eian, Lena returns for another glass of wine when there's a knock on the door to signify their allotted time is up.

After a few final fondles, Lena and the other two wash themselves and redress. Vanessa slinks over as Lena reaches for the door to leave. "Do come again, M'lady. And happy birthday."

Fixing her dress, she smirks and exits the brighter main chamber where she spots Leon already finished and talking with a woman in gossamer purple robes and face half hidden by a matching veil. Snorting, she descends the stairs and walks over and places a hand on her brother's shoulder to steady herself.

Turning, he smiles. "Ah, there you are. I was worried for a second that you might have left and went for a couple more rounds."

She starts to see double and shakes her head to clear her vision before plastering a grin on her face. "I would but that would hardly be fair to the others."

Leon picks up on his sister's condition and rises to steady her as she starts to weave. "Maker," He chuckles. "Are you seriously trashed right now?" He shakes his head as he already knows the answer. "Come on. Let's head back to the palace. I'm sure our carriage is somewhere nearby. After we jumped out, I think they parked on the other street."

Thanking the Madam on their way out, the wine really starts to hit Lena as she almost trips on the doorway leading out to the street. With her arms draped around her brother's neck, they walk out as people are just beginning to light the lanterns. Maker, have we really been here that long? He thinks to himself as he helps his sister to the next couple streets over. It takes a while since Lena keeps tripping, but they finally find their carriage near a nearby lantern. Helping Lena into the carriage, he finds the driver nowhere to be found. Shit.

Rounding the carriage, he peeks in the window at Lena who has decided to lie across one of the seats. "Lena." He hisses.

Blurry-eyed, she inclines her head. "Are we home?" She asks.

Amused at how toasted she is, he stifles a laugh. "Not yet. I need to find our driver. Stay here and don't go—" He begins to say before he hears somebody call to him nearby. He turns in time to see their driver as they emerge from the shadows, most likely returning after taking a piss.

"M'lord. Is that you?"

"Yes." Leon says. "Lena's already in the carriage. Let's head back to the palace."

With a bow, he motions for Leon to get in before climbing up to his seat. "Just signal when you're ready, sir."

Opening the carriage door, he's about to climb in when Lena quickly sticks her head out and retches on his boots before he has a chance to move. Grimacing, he gags as he looks down at the red vomit on the road and all over his boots. Lena looks down at her mess with a frown. "Oops… "

"Ugh…" He mutters, pushing her back inside the carriage. "It's fine. It was better you do it on the street than in the carriage. We'd never hear the end of it otherwise."

Scraping off what he could on the nearby lantern pole, he steps over the vomit and into the carriage. Shutting the carriage door, he raps on the wall behind him and the carriage begins to move.

Reaching the palace, the driver helps Leon pull a sleeping Lena from the carriage before he slumps her over his shoulder with a grunt. "Maker, Lena." He mutters. "When did you get so damn heavy?"

Thanking the driver, he slowly struggles to lug his sister up toward the gates to the gardens so he can take the side staircase to avoid running into their father who, undoubtedly, is already wondering where they are. If he knew that where they had been and Lena's condition, they would hear about it for the months to come and Lena would most likely be shipped off somewhere. Managing to make it up the steps to the corridor that leads to his sister's apartments, he curses under his breath at the two guards standing on either side of her door.

As he approaches, the guards spring to attention and prepare to draw their swords when they recognize their young lord. "Lord Leon." One says, saluting him before noticing his sister's body slung over his shoulder. While this wasn't the first time they've seen her wasted, it was the first time they've seen her gone to the point of needing to be carried. "Is she alright?" The other asks, a frown showing through the slits in his helmet.

"Oh, she's fine." Leon says, adjusting her as she begins to slip off his shoulder. "She's just tired…" He sighs knowing that he's getting some incredulous looks. "Okay, and drunk. Mind getting the door?"

They quickly push the door open and Leon thanks them before carrying her over to her bed when her lady's maid, Evelyn, quickly rushes over, her blonde curls bouncing as she does so. She spots the inebriated Lena slumped over his shoulder and sighs. "Place her on the bed." She instructs before motioning for the guards to return to their posts outside the doors. Coming to stand beside Leon as he sets her down, her heart quickens as his hand brushes her as they fall to his sides.

A groan emits from his sister as she struggles to open her eyes. "Leon?"

He leans closer so she can see him. "Don't worry. We're home now."

"Good." She sighs, her hand raising and falling over her face to block the nearby candlelight from the giant candelabras near the balcony doors. She cracks her eyes open as a smirk forms. "Did you have a good time?" She asks.

Evelyn's perplexed gaze turns to Leon and he chuckles. "Of course. Thank you for that."

"Anytime." She yawns. "Happy berfday bruddah." She says, her words beginning to slur. "Luff ya."

He chuckles, leaning down to place a kiss on his sister's forehead. "Goodnight, Lena. Sleep this off and we'll talk in the morning. Happy birthday and I love you too."