Our swords clash against each and the sound of thunder erupted. My body tired from fighting the templars that attack the circle, from fighting that madman use blood magic, and now Fenris stood in my way. Both of us holding great swords but my rival was fresher than me and he had the upper hand at the beginning of this fight. My breathe I caught, my composure return, and my strength returned. His eyes widen of disbelief our swords continue to clash, until his fell from his hand, and I stab him in the chest, our eyes met and I said to him, I always consider you brother Fenris, I didn't want it to end like this but you are truly free now. The sound of thunder woke me, it is much louder on a ship. You alright Hawke, Isabela said. Am fine just a dream, I replied. Is the thunder reminding you of your fight with Fenris? Isabela asked. Before I said word. Am jealous, why can't the thunder remind you of our nights in bed when you sleep. Isabela said. All I could do was smile at the comment. Maybe we should more often. I said, then I kissed her. Well since we're both up, Isabela hinted. Again all I could do is smile and solve this hint she give me. Morning came and I walk out of the captain cabin, a cool morning breeze came along ain't nothing like cool weather after a storm, maybe I should worn a shirt. It's been a few months since I help the mages in Kirkwall rebel and we all gone our separate ways, and I join Isabela on her ship like I said I would at the hanged man. I worry about Bethany last I heard she was helping mages rebel and have become a proficient leader, which I believe she got from me. I are you serious Hawke, it's to fucking early to be up, come back to bed, Isabela said in a aggressive polite way. I looked at her as she now yelling profanities at me, all I can think is that am a lucky man to here with my lover, my friend, and my captain. Aye aye captain, I replied.