Alright, this is placed in Ostagar, many years after the final battle, and they did the ritual with Morrigan. First DA:O fic ever.
She visits that place, and remembers. Human noble Rogue/ Alistair
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Age:Origins or Awakening
Wind brushed through her hair, holding the scent of grass and flowers.
A small smile spread across her face.
This was the place.
They met here.
They fought here.
They remembered tough times. Here.
She thumbed the red rose she cradled in her delicate hands. It reminded her of when he gave her a gift.
She smiled, greeting him. He presented a red rose, and asked 'here, do you know what this is?'.
She closed her eyes, remembering those little things. They made her love for him grow.
She kissed the rose's petals, hugged it to her chest for a moment, and placed it on the stone.
A tear ran across her cheek. More followed.
She traced his name on the stone carvings, and the carved stone rose below it.
She sat there infront of the stone, and it quietly began to rain. It just made her sobs wrack at her more.
She sat there for hours. Her face was tear-stained as she took the dead rose away, looking at the fresh one below the stone.
"Strong and brave king, and cherished father and husband."
Feathering touches of love over his name, she sighed. Alistair.
The calling had taken him away from her, and she was close as well.
Her daughter placed a small hand on her shoulder, comforting. Her face was also tear stained, sobs quietly shaking her.
She took her daughter home, telling her how much she loved her, and how much her father would've loved to meet her. Her name was Rose.
I wrote this really quick, in like 5 minutes. It's terribly short. Again, my first DA:O fic ever, please be gracious.
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