Wait!

by Kal-El Fornia

When the Sten who traveled with the Hero of Ferelden to stop the Blight returns to Par Vollen, he gives his report to the Arishok on the legendary Grey Warden, one Daylen Amell, who sacrificed his life in the final battle against the Archdemon. Apparently, the Sten forgot that magic was evil. Unfortunately for him, the Arishok didn't. Flash fiction

"And so, Sten," the Arishok firmly and expectantly began to ask from atop of what basically amounted to a throne, "in Ferelden did you find anyone worthy to stand among the Beresaad?"

Sten looked as stoic as ever for a second, as stoic as every other soldier of the Qun who was in the room at that moment, and then he let a sad smile show as he thought of the Warden who restored his honor, and who had then sacrificed his life to save the world. "Only one, the Warden."

The Arishok nodded, word of a Grey Warden who was now known as the Hero of Ferelden spreading all the way to Par Vollen before the Sten had even returned to give his report. "What more can you tell me about this Grey Warden?"

Sten looked up at the Arishok, and stood proud and at attention at the memory of the only outsider that he would ever call kadan. "He was a proud fighter who helped me restore my honor."

The Arishok nodded once more, seeing clearly just how honorable this Grey Warden was. "And did you bring his sword back with you so that we could properly honor him?"

Sten stopped smiling, and looked nervous for moment. "No."

"Why?"

Sten was silent as he thought. "He was a mage."

Quickly the Arishok stood up and shouted, "Arvaarad, to arms! His mind has been corrupted by saarebas!"

"Wait, no!" Sten began to yell before a spear pierced his chest.