Making her way back to the estate, Marian walked in with her arms wrapped around her and her eyes averted to the floor. Having said her final words to her Mother at her grave she told everyone that she was going to make her way back to the estate. All of them told her that they would walk her back but Hawke shook her head and told them she needed time to herself. Anders didn't like the idea of having her walk back on her own but he knew she needed time but he would go check up on her as soon as she had a few moments to herself.

"Ah Messere, it is good to see you back and-" Bodhan cut himself off as he saw the way his master looked to him. Her eyes were red as to indicate she had been crying along the way and her arms firmy around her stomach looking like she was never going to let go. He saw her walk off and make her way up the stairs before closing the door. Bodhan lowered his head as Sandel came to the side of him. "Leandra?" he said. Bodhan simply looked to his son and shook his head.

"I'm so sorry messere" he muttered as he walked off into the back room where Gamlen was seated.

"Are they back? Is Leandra here?" He asked worryingly while practically jumping out of his seat.

"I will go and speak to Messere Hawke to let her know that you are here." Bodhan walked out of the room, climbed the stairs and knocked on Hawke's door. "Messere, you're Uncle Gamlen is asking to speak to you." There was nothing but silence.

Bodhan sighed before closing his eyes. "I'm sorry for you're loss, Master" he said before he walked away back down the stairs trying not to alert Gamlen in the process. This was going to be hard on Hawke as it was.

After a few moments alone to grieve, Hawke opened the door to her master bedroom and walked down the stairs. The estate was chilly but as she walked into the sitting hall she was glad to see that Bodhan has burned the wood in the fireplace. Sitting on the chair which was near the fireplace Marian took a breath before feeling the heat which were being emitted from the flames.

A door opened up from the side stairs as Hawke knew what was about to come.

"Did you find her?" asks a worrying Gamlen coming down the stairs and standing at the end of the banister.

"I'm sorry, Uncle. She's gone."

"You were right about the flowers and everything. I... I can't believe she's gone." Gamlen didn't really show any emotions in the past but Hawke could hear it in his voice that he was holding back on his emotions.

"I was too late" replies Hawke.

Hearing those words made Gamlen angry. Crossing his arms and standing in a defensible stance he looked over to his niece. "So you're to blame! If you'd been quicker or stronger, you could have... she could be..." Unable to hold it in any longer a sob escapes his lips. "Why her? Why Leandra?"

Looking into the flames Hawke rose from the chair and she kinda looked like she was hypnotized by their gaze. "The killed used Mother to magically reconstruct his dead wife. They had the same... face."

Getting even more angrier Gamlen rose his voice a little more than he intended. "What sought or nightmarish magic is that? Oh, Maker..." Passing back and fourth Gamlen continued his onslaught. "Maybe the Templars are right. Lock up the mages, throw away the key!"

Hawke stood shocked out o his own heart. Had he forgotten that Bethany was a victim to the Templar's hate? "You're happy they took Bethany away?"

Gamlen finally came to a stand still. "No... i didn't mean it like that." He sighed trying to collect his thoughts. "I wish magic hadn't touched her. She would've been better off. Magic's always run in this family, it's a curse. Now even you're own Mother has fallen victim to it!" Feeling the heat behind his eyes Gamlen turned his head and tried to turn that feeling into hate. "I wish you never told me what that twisted son of a b*** did to her. I wish i hadn't asked. I hope you killed him!" He said angered. Hawke nodded in reply. "Good, i hope it hurt!"

Making his way towards the back Gamlen turned to Hawke. "I will deal with breaking the news to Bethany. You've enough on your mind. Take care, my girl." Gamlen walked out of the room and headed to the front of the estate where he opened the door and exited the building, never looking back while Hawke was left to think about why he was too slow to rescue her own Mother. Sitting back down on the chair, Marian looked back into the flames somehow feeling comfort within them.

Hawke reaches out and catches her falling Mother in her arms. Kneeling on the floor Marian looked to her Mother before looking to Anders who is approaching her side.

"I'm sorry, there's nothing i can do. His magic was what was keeping her alive."

"I knew you would come." Leandra looks to her daughter and manages to smile a little in reassurance that she was seeing her daughter again.

"You know me, always trying to save the day." A little laugh came from Hawke as she smiled to her Mother before it quickly faded. Her features were so pale she was barley recognizable to anyone. Seeing her like this was something any daughter doesn't wish to see.

"Shh. Don't fret, darling. That man would have kept me trapped in here, but now... I'm free. I get to see Carver and Bethany again, and you're father... but you'll be here all alone."

"I should have watched over you more closely. I should have..." Holding on to her Mother's hand Marian's head falls as tears began to follow and trickle down her cheek. Leandra lifts her free hand to her daughters face and slowly caresse her cheek to wipe away the flowing tears from her beautiful face.

"My little girl has become so strong. I love you-" At that moment Hawke looks into her Mothers eyes. "You've always made me so proud." for the last time before Leandra slowly closes her eyes and her breath is no longer sensed. More tears begin to fall as Hawke lowers her head and the others come to her side.