Like Most stories, this will have spoilers involved, if your not comfortable with that, I wouldn't suggest reading :)

Cullen Gone Mad
Intro

She found it so very hard to believe, the timid, stuttering man she had always held in her heart turned out this way. It was her fault and she knew it, if she had only agreed to what he proposed while he was a captive in Uldred's prison, maybe he wouldn't be the way he is now. This was not like him at all, the Cullen she knew and loved was gone, she knew this, but still she wondered, hoped, dreamed that maybe, she of all people could bring him back.

Synara Amell, the star apprentice of the first enchanter Irving, a Grey Warden and a beautiful young lady at that. With the help of her friends she met along the way, she had defeated the Archdemon and sent the Darkspawn running back to the safety of the Deep Roads a little more than a year ago today. Leaving her best friend and former lover behind to rule as king, a task she knew he would do well, even if he did not agree. Though she would have loved to have been his queen, she was not of noble heritage and people still looked down on mages. Her magic saved the world, and everyone still treated her as though she should be a caged animal. Synara did not simply fall back into he old life after the Archdemon was killed, oh no, that would be to boring now (as if it wasn't to begin with,); instead she helped the Orlesian Wardens to rebuild. They took up base in Soldiers Peek, it seemed a fitting place and Levi was more than happy to serve the wardens. This is where she heard the news – there was a crazed Templar on the lose and he had set his eye on Synara herself.

"What? Are you sure about this?" Amell questioned with a laugh. "I am no apostate, even the Chantry allows me to be out here."

Synara and the Orlesian Grey Wardens had been rebuilding in the sole purpose to take a small army to the Deep Roads and take the front lines in defense of the dwarves. They hoped to wipe out the Darkspawn once and for all, a task never seen done before, but the Orlesians were determined and Synara was willing to help.

"What did this so called 'Templar' look like?" She asked the messenger. He was an elf, skinny, long eared fellow. Even though Synara tried to treat everyone the same, others did not take her lead quite as quickly. Her eyes grew wide and filled with fear as the young elven man described her pursuer.

"The Knight-commander also sent a letter my lady." And with that, the man vanished as quickly as he appeared. Synara just stood there, the letter in her hand as if she had only just reached out for it a second ago. She was stunned, unable to think clearly; Why-why was her after her and why now?

"Is everything alright?" One of the new recruits asked, pulling Amell from her thoughts. She smiled.

"Yes." Was all Synara said before walking off.

The mage stared down at the note in front of her. It was still sealed. She wondered to herself whether opening it would put her mind at ease or confuse her further, either way; she needed to know what happened. Taking a long deep breath, she tugged at the paper clumsily, until finally it was unfolded completely.

Synara,

I will be blunt with you, at first we thought Cullen would improve, that the ordeal he witnessed in the tower would pass, and that he would begin to settle; in fact, he showed signs of improving, even to the point where I released him back on duty – what a fool I was to not have seen it. The boy began to have trouble sleeping again a few weeks back. I tried to talk to him but it seems the mental torture he faced will never properly heal. Cullen has escaped the tower, but not before going insane and killing several of the mage Apprentices.

He talked about you a lot, in the beginning he only said your name, but recently he spoke more of you, until finally someone heard him say this was your fault, that you were to blame. Even I don't understand this, Uldred was the one who unleashed the demons upon us and only he was to blame, but Cullen has descended into madness. We fear he is so blind now that he will try to hunt you down. As of writing you this warning, we believe the boy is unaware of where you are and we are trying to find him before he finds you. Sadly his Templar training has made him cunning.

Stay safe my dear, Cullen is a force to be reckoned with.

Gregoire

Synara didn't know what to think. Cullen, a rogue Templar- Had there ever been such a thing? The Chantry had so many measures in place to keep mages getting away and yet Templar's, they teach them how to be hunters and cover their tracks well. It didn't matter to her, she would leave soldiers Peek and find him, that or he would find her. Besides, 'a force to be reckoned with', what a thing to say to the person who stood against the Archdemon and lived!

Synara packed a few supplies and informed the Warden-commander that she would be taking a little trip to her old home while the new recruits trained. After all, it's not like she was really needed at the moment, all was quiet.

And with that Synara Amell, the Grey Warden, Mage, and Savior of Ferelden left to find her lost love, whether he truly wanted to kill her or not, she'd soon find out.