BioWare not I, get to play and create. ;P

I do however own my imagination. I hope you enjoy.

Deedo was startled when the King approached, swiftly getting up to address him.

"Do you have need of me your Highness?" She narrowed her eyes before bowing her head. Halting his movements, he opened his mouth then quickly closed it again, stepping a few feet closer.

"Why must you be so formal, you are being silly just call me Alistair." he extended his hand for her to take. Retracting his hand when Tengu growled.

"Your dress is quite lovely, it is a very suitable color on you." He looked her over during court trying his best to focus on what was coming out of her mouth than her exposed cleavage.

Deedo wore a silver dress that fell off her shoulders, it was trimmed in a black material with embroidered swirls of sliver thread, the end of her sleeves were embroidered the same as well, slightly covering the backs of her hands exposing her long elegant fingers. It continued on hugging her breast as it dipped low in the front, the gown clung to her behind then flared at her hips stopping at her ankles so she would not trip.

Deedo bowed even lower, "Yes your Highness." She hissed keeping her head low.

Alistair shivered "Did it just get colder out here, it's not winter's day just yet. Is it?" he let out an exasperated sigh placing his hands behind his back.

Deedo kept her eyes downcast refusing to meet his gaze, Alistair cleared his throat "Yes well…ummm…. why do we not talk?"

She cut him off "We are talking."

He grunted, "Yes well, why have you not looked me in the eye?"

Thinking he had out smarted her, *Show me those beautiful eyes*.

She raised her eyebrow slightly lifting her aquamarine eyes to meet his smoked topaz looking past him slightly retorted, "I am looking at you."

*Sod it* feeling his anger about to get the better of him.

He had a firsthand taste of her heart when they had to go to the Circle Tower to save Connor, when they finally did find him Cullen had been abused mentally and physically, vowing to save who she could Deedo refused to do otherwise. Deedo confide with Alistair her feelings for the Templar, Alistair witnessed her heartbreak at his hated words to her.

Deedo pushed on and soon they were back in Redcliffe speaking to her fellow mage Jowan, he committed the most heinous of acts, Blood Magic, regardless of the severity of situation she, he hurt her, lied to her and yet she did not want to see her friend killed.

It was sadly un-avoided, after all, she save Arl Eamon, Connor and Lady Isolde and Eamon could not grant her the simple request of sparing his life and letting the Circle have him.

She will sacrifice herself instead of any other.

*She is so courageous and I too let her down.*

He saw the amulet she is wearing twinkle when the sun hit it, Alistair cleared his throat *She still wears it? I thought she gave him up?* "I see... I just wanted to say that I truly value our friendship..." He started to take a few steps forward; she backed up and placed a barrier between them,

"You still wear…What the!" Ouch Alistair bumped his head.

"If I may be so bold you're Highness, this is what I feel like our friendship has become." She stepped back.

"No, let me clarify…" she threw two more barriers, "This is what it is like for me, since the day you cast me from your heart." Clenching her fist tightly it started to glow blue she calmed a bit and taking several deep breaths.

"Friendship." She mocked his attempt at smoothing things over.

"I never cast you from my heart, it was..." He watched her as she reached into her pocket to pull the deep red rose into view.

"You kept it?" Alistair whispered looking in her tiny hand.

She put her free hand on the force field looking into his eyes – remembering love, unknowingly she started to tear again.

It was breaking his heart, "Deedo drop the field."

"No!" she hissed in a harsh whisper, Alistair pounded on the barrier

"Deedolett drop the Maker-damned field, or should I just break through?"

*Why did I say that?* He cringed.

"If that is what you wish to do." she looked at the rose then back to his face with hate and hurt in her eyes.

"Drop the damn field now!" he pounded and demanded, not being able to take it anymore.

She did as ordered stepping back in the process, he grabbed her shoulders she went rigged at his touch, looking up at him she stood her ground keeping the remainder of emotions in check.

"You need to find a wife."

He let her go after her statement she continued.

"I left several candidate letters in your study, your Highness."

Receiving the desired response, his silent's, she bowed "Now if you have no more need of me."

Before he could give her any sort of answer she left. He stood there with Tengu watching her walk away, looking down at Tengu then back up he took the vacant seat.

"Wow, I really put my foot in it this time, huh boy?" Patting the mabari's large head
Tengu growled in agreement then trotted off after his mistress.

Next Chapter: Questions in My Mind.