Author's Note : Maker! My first fanfiction, my first story in English! Reviews will be appreciated and please favorite it if you like the story. Update will be on Sunday, could be faster.

Emily cleaned the house with smile in her face. It's not big, but her husband could feel the sincerety in it. This has been going on for a few days.

"You seem in a good mood lately," Harry finally asked while sipping on a coffee.

"Why should I not?" she stopped then took a seat in front of her husband.

"I just want to know why."

Emily sliced some bread then say, "I want to plant some new vegetables or fruits. Or anything that we can use."

"Well, that's fast. Don't you want to relax a bit? It's not even a week since the guy who put the rifts on the sky beaten by The Inquisition. Most people are just in the celebratory mood right now. Besides, you have done a very good job reorganizing this house in a very short time," Harry sliced some bread too, then gave it to Emily who buttered it.

"And that is why we don't sleep on the floor because we're not too busy celebrating that weird thing on the sky we forget to reorganize their house," she gave the bread fully buttered, "That reminds me, I must buy something for your brother. It was so nice of him and his wife to take us in Denerim for a while."

"No need, I'll find something in Redcliffe. You can do anything for today, I still suggest for you to take a rest. You've been cleaning like crazy ever since we went home."

"No, I will go back to work at Horsemaster Dennet household, then maybe helping at the local chantry or do some more cleaning."

This time Harry looked at his wife with strange look, Emily didn't look at his husband reaction. "That is awfully busy."

"It's pretty normal, I guess. Besides, you get back to work immediately too."

"I'm a merchant. This is a perfect time."

"Oh come on, stop bickering and finish your bread. You have work to do and I have some cleaning to do," Emily finished her breakfast and went back to cleaning duty. They didn't speak any further, Harry finished his breakfast quickly then went to work.

Emily went around her house just to look at it. It's a normal house; a bit bigger than their neighbours, but everything down to the furnishing bore no big difference. The same wooden table and chair, the same bed; still, Emily walked with a small happy face. She went ouside and looked at her garden for a while, after that she went to Horsemaster Dennet's house.

Along the way she met a few neighbours, all are in the mixture of celebratory and reorganizing mood.

"Emily, you should go to the bar tonight! You haven't been to any party," said one neighbour.

"Maker, I envy you; your house is clean already. Mine is a mess and my stupid husband is just partying after work and not helping at all. If this goes on for more than 2 weeks, he'll get another rift! On my face!" said another neighbour.

"I just want to sleep, being lazy, and not doing anything at all for the mean time," said most neighbour.

Emily replied with polite answers, most of them just with laughs and smiles, and continued her walk. She's welcomed by Elaina, Dennet's wife, when she got there.

"By the Maker Emily, what are you doing here?" said Elaina, her eyes got bigger when she saw Emily.

"I come to work, as usual."

"I already braced myself to do everything by myself at least for a month. Well, I'm not gonna reject when help was offered. Come with me."

Emily followed Elaina, "It's not like I do it for free anyway, you can pay me now instead of next month," she joked a little.

"I don't think there's much for you to do here Em, unless you want to help me cleaning my house. I won't insist though."

Emily just nodded and started to follow Elaina inside the house. "Now the rifts are gone, I want order back in this house. I must admit, I too, get carried away by the whole 'the world is safe-again' euforia," Elaina laughed a little.

"I'm just so happy to be working again, this few months have been really hard," Emily replied.

"I guess this is 100% much better than demons pouring from the sky," she shrugged, "I will be very thankul if you want to help me cooking. You can bring home some."

"My pleasure really."

They went to the basement and Elaina started to pick lots of ingredients while Emily holding the basket. Chicken, red meat, seafood, peanuts, beans, carrots, applles, flour, sugar, salt, and others. Emily was wondering whether Elaine prepared a dinner for a family or for the whole village.

Elaina said, "People of Hinterlands is very lucky, we are the first area The Inquisition taken care of, even before the rifts are gone. I heard we are the only one who have the luxury of celebration while others still finding ways to supply basic needs."

"Exactly why we should just go back to our usual routine faster."

"You are right, but I'm not blaming them. I mean, even now I'm a little bit carried away. Good news for you I guess Em, you can bring home more food, and maybe give some to the farmers," Elaina laughed while Emily just smiling.

They went to the kitchen and Elaina started to choose various recipe. Emily cut the vegetables with immense dexterity. After that she made sauce for the meat.

"Where's master Dennet anyway?" Emily asked.

"With a few farmers. At least they work in the morning so the night celebration is justified, Maker knows lots of people need basic ingredients," Elaina answered while cutting chicken breast into fillette.

"Yes, Harry told me this morning how it'll be a busy week for every merchant. By the way, how's the horse business with The Inquisition?" Emily took a look inside the pan.

"Very good, Lady Inquisitor Lavellan is generous and quite witty; bonus point really. I must admit I'm quite intense when talked to her the first time. What can I do? Crazy wolves everywhere."

She added, "I always think a dalish elf would be more," Elaina stopped cutting chicken and put on a serious manner, "We are the guardian of the old ways or something like that really," both women giggled.

Elaina added again, "A mage nonetheless, I never communicate with mages. So, new experience right?" she smiled to Emily

Emily did not smile back, "I guess it takes one to rid of one."

It took a few hours to finish the cooking task and they didn't talk too much during. It was afternoon already, and they planned to give some to the chantry after this. Elaina went to the farm while Emily went to the chantry.

On the road, Emily was wondering whether some of these food would hold long enough they could be sent to Harry's brother at Denerim. Halfway to the chantry, a young boy suddenly approached her, turns out he's a courier. "Miss Parker I have a letter for you."

Emily looked surprised, "At this hour? Usually important news. How kind of you searching for me. Here's a tip for you boy," she reached out her pocket to get a coin.

The boy replied, "No need m'am, the letter comes with a tip already. A big one. I'm sorry, but I have to get going now."

Emily showed no expression, she took the letter and saw the envelope. "To Mrs Emily Parker née Volcman from Elroy Volcman."

Surprise was the immediate feeling she got, it petrified her. The rest were too abstract for her to dechiper right now. She put the envelope to her pocket and continued her walk to the chantry.