Author's Note: Was prompted for me on Tumblr: Your OTP of choice is separated from one another and spend time daydreaming about their other half. This is a lot more angsty than I intended, but I hope that you enjoy regardless. Also I did this pairing specifically because this scene will be in Become the Beast from another POV, although I may do other pairings later.

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I sit back in my chair, relaxing as far as I can, admiring the blazing fireplace dancing in front of my eyes. The agents are taken care of, The Inquisitor is out on some mission or other, and everything is quiet.

And a strangely peaceful feeling comes over me.

I rarely ever have time with my thoughts these days, the Inquisition always flooding me with new work, fresh assignments, and I'm not quite sure what to do with myself.

My weary eyes flutter shut, and my thoughts drift off to my lost lover, as they tend to do whenever I have a free moment. I haven't seen my ever loving wife in years, and she fills whatever free thoughts I have. Although those usually come later at night than this.

In the back of my mind, I can still see her beautiful form, her warm, loving smile, her raven-black hair falling into her eyes the way that they tend to...

I miss her. I wish she were here with me in this cold, desolate place. Josie and Cantis are sweet in helping me cope with all the pain and loss in my life lately, but I know that she would do wonderful at making everything seem alright, even if it isn't. After all, she comforted me during the Blight, and that apocalypse was much closer than this one.

How many years has it been? I blink hard, forcing myself to remember. It was four years ago. Four long years that I've been deprived of her company, but I remember her leaving like it was yesterday. Her Blight Sickness had grown worse and worse over the years since the Archdemon fell. For the longest time, we ignored it so we could pretend like everything would work itself out.

And then one day, she woke up with those horrible black blisters that mark the Blight, and we both knew what was happening.

A week later, she left me.

It was a sun-dappled Autumn morning, where the leaves had just begun to fall from the trees. She held my hand as gently as she could, trying not to let me see the tears in her beautiful eyes even as they feel onto the ground beneath our feet. Then she gave me the gentlest, most ginger kiss of my life, and left. I can still hear her parting words in my ears.

Leliana, my happiness... I love you with all my heart. If this is it, then I want you to remember that, forever and ever. You've given me the best years of my life, and made me the happiest woman in the entire world. If I never see you again, then I want you to know that my heart has always beat for you, and that you mean the entire world to me.

I wish I could see her, just one more time, even if it just as I watch her walk into the Deep Roads to face her death. Just once more I would love to see her smile, even if it was sad and pained.

A tear falls on my hand, and I blink in surprise, not realizing I had begun crying. I wipe my eyes with my sleeve, and decide to return to work.

Although not before I whisper a prayer for her safety.