This is the first story I've actually completed, though it is but three chapters. I wrote this not three days after I completed my first play through of the original game. The Arisen and Main Pawn used are those I used in said play through.
The following is fan-based. Dragon's Dogma is property of Capcom and such. I've not a hand in their lot.
Calista took her place on the Seneschals throne. The Rift opened up, allowing her to look upon Gran Soren. The sky had cleared. The Everfall had gone, righting the city. The inn and the Venery were back in place. It appeared as it was Before she fought the dragon.
Over in the Craftsman's Courter, a new smith was applying his trade. Barnaby seemed to be the only Pawn left here. The Rift Stone had disappeared as well. She found her old friend, Ser Maximilian, back in his normal spot in the Noble Courter. She had forgiven him for the assault he led against her when the Duke branded her traitor.
She never did like Edmun Dragonsbane. Not after she found out what he was doing to her sweet Aelinore. Ever since he got his heart back, he's been in poor health. He's old enough now, a heart attack would do him good. She contemplated his death as she watched him pace about his Solar. She wasn't sure she wanted to kill him for spite. If she killed him, she would have to find someone to replace him. For whatever reason, likely her in part, he had no heir. Perhaps, as Captain of the Hunt, Ser Maximilian would be next in line. It mattered not. He's a good, respectable sort, right in his ways and relatively devout.
Calista finally decided. She appeared in the Dukes Solar, invisible to everyone save herself. She looked about her. Edmun was leaning on a window sill, looking into the sky. She walked up behind him. She made her reflection visible in the window pane. Seeing it immediately, he spun around to see the traitor behind him. Nothing. He looked about frantically.
Calista lifted her hand. She touched his heart with a single finger. Edmun arched back in shock. She stepped back a bit as he fell forward on his knees. He looked up to her, almost as if he saw her. His bottom lip quivered, mouth open, as a tear ran down his cheek. He fell forward, his hair sprawling about and his crown rolling past her left flank. It ran into the door, making a loud clunk before falling on it's flat.
The door guard spoke. "Is 'earthing alright, your Grace?" A few moments went by. " Your Grace?" the guard doubled. A moment later, the young man barged in, hand on sword. He looked down on something he had kicked on entry. 'Twas the Dukes crown. He looked up to see the Duke sprawled out on the floor, a pool of blood forming below his mouth. The guard ran to Edmuns aid. He called out for the Dukes healer.
But Calista was already on her way to find Ser Maximilian. She would grant him the will to become Duke. Then she would go to Fournival manor to keep him from the attempt. She made it so Maximilian's rise to power would be unopposed.
Happy, Calista returned to the Seneschals domain.