Hi! OK so here's a short one of Alistair and how he loses he love Mahariel. its in Alistair's POV and what he when through when he met her and lost her. In the game the elf characters were always my fav! And Ciea my Dalish elf's name, this story is in her memory of her life and her love with Alistair.

I have never seen anything like her.

Eyes a such clear blue, hair as light as the snow with blond highlights when the suns reflected on it, and a smile that can melt any ones heart for the lucky few who saw it.

Of course in the beginning she loathed me.

Not trusting anyone.

Eyes so cold, it chilled me to the bone.

Not even to Duncan the man who saved her life.

She would look at you with cold eyes and would always be on her guard not trusting anyone not a "shem".

"Out of all the the recruits she was the most promising", that is what Duncan told me when I question if we could trust her, and the fact that she didn't want to be here in the first place.

That was when he told me how he met her.

Laying on the ground outside of a cave.

That her body was tainted by whatever that mirror was, and that she lost someone close to her.

She had to leave her home with the person she grew up to hating.

Even when she would lay in my arms she would let me see what no one else was aloud to.

How frail she could be, and from her stories of her parents death, when her camp was attack, how humans treated her I see why she was so cold to me.

Her eyes so sad as she told the tells, but from that she learned something that helped her through it all.

She told me that each day we get live is a blessing that things happen and cant be changed.

That the time you have left is up to you to enjoy it and to make the best of it and try to move on from the things that are so hard to let go.

She is the reason I see the world the way it is.

That there are hardships you must face and when you over come them, you can see things with new eyes.

So even now that shes gone and here I am the new king, I will work hard for the people with my eyes open and see that even the little things can shape the outcome of what it is that you must face.

Even when we were off to battle that took so many lives, the battle we fought so hard to even get to.

She knew she was going to die and me the fool who let her go alone because I am a human and heir to the throne the new king.

She a Dalish elf with nothing to lose but herself.

She the Gray Worden who's life was so short.

When she went off to battle and kissed me goodbye I knew it would be our last and I know she thought that too.

By the time I got to her it was to late.

the Archdemon was dead and she laid there by it, looking like she was in a deep sleep.

I had to push my way through my comrades, Leliana, the bard who would sing songs with her and share stories.

Zevran the other man who tried to kill her and in the end grew to love her.

Wynne the woman who was like a mother to us and knew how to put her in her place.

We stood there together looking down at our hero.

I picked her up in my arms and vowed to myself that all of Ferelden will know who there savior was.

It has been three years since her death and every day I think of her. I feel bad for my wife who is so loyal to her king, her husband, but my heart belongs to another soul who has left this world. So today the birth of my little girl I will name her after my only love.

Ciea

OK so here it is I hope people will like it and if you don't I do ^_^ so plz send me feedback and i will be most great full! And if I have any miss ups feel free to tell me! Thanks!