She ran her hands through her hair, sighing in frustration as she watched many elvhen come over the bridge. She stayed by Solas's side for almost 3 full days before Dorian came and grabbed her, she hadn't slept or eaten and it was starting to show. After an hour of arguing she finally agree to help with the wounded and those seeking sanctuary.

She watched as many children were clinging to everyone around them, clearly orphaned. Anger surged through her, though there was much sadness. She made her way across the bridge, stopping to help a few elderly, or those that were stumbling to walk. She reached halfway across when she noticed a little girl curled against the side of the bridge, many were walking past her though none stopped. She seemed around the age of 3 or 4, bright red hair hung brushed against her shoulders, though it was dull from mud and weeks of walking. Her eyes were silvery blue, and freckles danced across her face, she was clearly frightened as her eyes darted everywhere. Slowly she approached, making small movements to catch her attention. Her small widened eyes finally met hers, giving a small smile she knelt in front of her.

"Da'len, why are you alone?" Tears brimmed the child's eyes. Her voice shaken and tired.

"No family." She reached out her hand, careful not to touch her.

"I'm Ellana." The child reach out shakily and touched her hand.

"Lunara."

"Lunara, that is a very pretty name." Lunara finally smiled, it was small and weak, but it was a start.

"My mamae said it meant the moon."

"It is actually the name of the moon goddess." The girls smile brightened even more. As soon as it bloomed, it quickly vanished. "Da'len, would you like me to take you across the bridge?"

She gave a small nod, standing the little girl remained where she was. Curious she knelt back down.

"What is it?" Lunara slowly outstretched her arms, smiling she picked the little girl up, her tiny arms curled around her neck hugging tightly as they could. She placed an arm under the girls bottom and her other making circles on her back. She carefully maneuvered around the crowd. When she made the end of the bridge she found one of the guards, ready to hand over the child, but as she went to pull her away she only clung tighter.

"Please…." Sighing, she gently squeezed her, giving the soldier a quick head nod. She made her way through the temple, finding her room to the far south side. She only gestured with her free hand to those around her, trying to take Lunara. Reaching her room, the large wooden door opened with a groan, kicking it closed she glanced around. It had been almost a week since she came into her room. For some reason, it looked almost identical to the one back in Skyhold, only now she had a large tub in the far-left corner that outlooked the mountains, lake, and waterfalls. Her bed was atop a small step, it had a large canopy with green, gold, and white silk hanging around the entirety of the bed. A fireplace was opposite of the bed with a large white rug in the center, to the right was a large wooden desk, littered with books, scrolls and anything else she could think of with 3 large bookcases behind it. The room was big, yet with everything in it, it seemed so small yet it felt like home. She gently places Lunara on the bed, brushing back the hair out of her face. Without a word, she made her way to the tub, flicking her wrist she filled it with water, something she was grateful for, instead of having to run back and forth retrieving water. She filled the large tub halfway with warm water, careful it wasn't to hot to burn the young child. She gestured for her to come into the bath, hesitantly she did so. When the child was in, she grabbed a clean cloth.

"I am just going to the door, I will be really quick ok?" Lunara only nodded, grabbing the cloth and slowly cleaning the dirt from her skin.

Walking to the door, she looked around, whistling for one of the soldiers.

"Can you find clean clothes for a child? Something to fit a 4-year-old." The soldier gave her a quick nod before running off. She left the door open ajar, walking back over to Lunara, she noticed the she was having trouble with her hair, smiling she walked over to the small shelf that was against the wall. Grabbing a small bottle, sniffing to confirm it was the lavender shampoo, she searched the shelf and found a clear bottle, it contained lavender oil. Turning to the child she placed the bottles on the ground before grabbing a hair brush. She then began to brush her hair, letting the warm water soak into the hair. As she brushed she noticed Lunara's hair was longer than she had thought, it now fell just past her shoulders. Grabbing the shampoo, she lathered the hair, instantly filling the room with the scent of lavender. After she rinsed the hair, she helped her out of the tub, walking over to the bed where freshly clean clothes were folded. They were a light green color, small pants and a shirt, sighing to herself she grabbed a wolfs pelt that she usually wore as a scarf and dropped it around the girl's shoulders, it acted as a blanket of sorts. She braided the girl's hair, keeping it out of her face.

"I have to go visit a friend of mine, would you like to come?" The girl quickly nodded, practically jumping into her arms causing her to chuckle. Lunara leaned back, playing with her hair as she walked.

"Why is your hair so white?"

"I don't know, I was born with it, do you like it." Lunara smiled earning another chuckle from her.

"It's soft, and so long, can I have long hair?"

"Of course, you have to let it grow though." She made a funny face, causing them both to laugh. They talked the entire time to the infirmary, small talk, just enough to keep Lunara laughing and away from the tears that wanted to fall. It was when they finally stood in the room she noticed Solas wasn't in his bed, fear struck her as she suddenly placed Lunara on the ground, urgently searching for one of the healing mages, when she finally found one her voice was stern, almost shouting.

"Where is he?" The mages eyes opened wide, stuttering to find the words but when none came she stepped forward. "Where. Is. He."

"H-he woke up almost an hour ago, when, when he heard about the elvhen coming he all but ran to the bridge." She spun on her heels, ready to bolt out the doors when she saw Lunara staring at her, fear and confusion written on the little girls face. Taking a deep breath, she walked to her. "Da'len, I have to find my friend."

"He's hurt?" The fear slowly subsided, allowing full confusion to bloom across her face.

"Yes." She watched as her face changed from confusion, to worry.

"Are you leaving me?" Tears started to form in the child's eyes which only made her own heart ache. She brought the child into an embrace. Lifting her once more into her arms, turning to the mage who was still in shock with the sudden mood changes.

"Go help those in need outside. Now." The mage all but bolted out the door, leaving the two of them in a large empty room. Sighing she began walking towards the bridge. There were many bodies in the hallways and corridors. Most were just resting, thankful for a roof over their head after so long. There where was shouting, crying, joy. Some were reuniting with others, some were crying over the ones they lost. She brought Lunara closer to her chest, trying to cover her ears of everything. When they were finally outside she could see the last few remaining heading across the bridge. Her eyes danced across the crowd until they settled on the back of a head, he was taller than most elves, his dark auburn hair shining against the lowering sun. She could see him ushering those around them to find solace in the temple. Shaking her head, she made her way towards him. As she reached him, he was watching as the last few remaining came across. Her voice was low, trying to make sure she wasn't heard from prying ears. Lunara was now playing with her hair again, clearly trying to distract herself from everything around her.

"Solas." His head snapped around, confused at her sudden appearance, though a small smile twitched at the corner of his mouth as he looked over the small child. "You should be resting."

"I will rest when they are all safe inside." She looked him over, he was clean from blood though there were marks crawling up his chin, clearly from a sword. It only made her wonder how many scars he really did have from the many years of watching wars, assassinations. Lunara suddenly snapped her head up and looked at him. His eyes suddenly softened.

"I am sorry Da'len." He reached out to her, but she only curled into Ellana's chest, she could feel her own tunic being bunched underneath her. She gave a raised eyebrow at him, only causing him to give a slight nod, suggesting they would talk later. They stood like that for a moment longer before the realized there would be no more coming through, if there were, she made sure soldiers were stationed on both sides of the bridge always. It would be a long couple days before everything settled down.

It was then she realized she had been gone almost half the day to help a child, a child she didn't know, a child that clung to her like life itself. She never thought of herself as a mother, she had thought of having children some day, but when Solas left her it became a distant thought all together. Something about this child called to her though, in a way she couldn't understand. She dropped everything, all her duties, the others around her for this child. She was veered out of her thoughts when she felt a soft hand on her shoulder. Looking up she saw Solas staring at her, a small smile on his lips, he pointed to Lunara, who she now realized was asleep. The sun had was almost set, nodding her head they made their way back. It was then she noticed her arms were slightly trembling, noticing her gestured to take the child from her but she gave a defiant nod. He gave a soft chuckle earning a glare from her. They were reaching her hallway that led to her room, he made his way to turn around but with her free hand she lightly grabbed his arm.

"Come." Her voice was low, almost a whisper as she walked into the room, placing Lunara on the bed and tucking her in. She placed the small wolf pelt beside her, taking note to make her a small bear if she could. Watching a moment longer, making sure she was fully asleep now, she gestured to the balcony. The cool air hit her face, there was a slight breeze tonight, with the waterfalls around them it was quite cold. He stood beside her, hands clasped behind his back as always. She turned to him, placing a hand on her him.

"What happened?"

"The Red Templars came, a small handful of us fought them off as best as we could so the others could escape."

"And you didn't think to call for help? For aid?"

"Why do you think they marched here? I knew you would not turn away your own people." She stepped towards him, jabbing a finger into his chest noticing the way he flinched.

"I found you nearly dead, and the best you can say is you sent them to me?"

"I did not expect you to come to my aid." She kept her voice low, careful not to stir the child in the room.

"You were afraid I would." When he said nothing, she gave him a hard shove, her hands trembling. "I hear nothing from you, and when I have the courage to go to you I find you nearly half dead. Then I find our people marching towards us, only to find out the Red Templars most likely will come here as well. I find a child whom everyone ignores to find out she is orphaned. Suddenly I am a guardian with hundreds of people in need of shelter with a possible war on my hands." She peered into the room, Lunara had rolled to her side, her back facing them. Sighing to herself she pinched the bridge of her nose, her voice barley a whisper. "Despite everything, I can't help but stand by your side Solas." She looked up at him meeting his gaze. "You've broken me, turned away from me, lied, and now you've almost died. Yet here I am. You want to save our people yet you push away the one who is willing to stand by your side. Why?"

"I do not deserve such loyalty. I do not deserve such love. I especially, do not deserve your acceptance." She placed a soft hand on his chest, playing with the jawbone.

"Your past makes you who you are today. It makes you hesitant, it makes you wiser, but it does not change your heart Solas. You've told me bits of your past, I have also considered the old lore's. Yes, you caused a war, but you also freed slaves, you tried to free them of the binds like you are now, only now you have someone willing to help. I stand by you Solas, I just ask you plan before you act. You do recall Corypheus?" He rolled his eyes at her, causing her to give a soft chuckle.

"I am aware of my past actions Vhenan."

"I know you are, but you need to learn from them Solas, you are wise but you also act like a child, though I think the little one is far smarter." She teased with a playful tone, earning a small smile from him. She reached up and cupped his cheek making him lean in. "Please Solas, after all this time, after everything we have been through, let me in." She watched as his face ran through the emotions, unsure if he should take the leap or run like he always had. Giving a weak smile she dropped her hand. "At least think about it." With that she turned away from him, before she entered the room, she felt his arms wrap around her, his head dropped to her shoulder. She stilled, unsure of what she should do.

"Forgive me Ellana….. I do not wish to cause you more pain." She lightly touched his arm.

"Solas, this does not cause me more pain. I'm saddened you think you must carry this by yourself." His arms only squeezed tighter around her. "Stay here tonight, watch over us. I know you will not sleep well with everything, so at least stay. I'm sure you can find something to read amongst the bookshelves." This earned a chuckle from him as he lifted his head, resting his chin on her shoulder looking into the room. She could feel his breath on her cheek causing her to shiver.

"I am also sure I have read everything you have."

"Then paint like you used to. The walls are blank and lifeless." He then walked into the room, turning in a slow circle, finally stopping the wall with the fireplace. It had a few books and pots on the shelf, but it remained bare otherwise. She made her way to the bed, crawling in next to Lunara. "There is paint in the back room near the bath." She watched him quirk an eyebrow at her but she only smiled, laying down Lunara cuddled into her side, breathing a sigh of relief at the contact. She peered through her eyes one last time as Solas stood in front of the fireplace, thinking of what he should paint. With a smile on her lips she brought her arms around the child, it was the first-time things felt like they would be ok, despite the imminent threat that would knock on her door.

A.N.: I apologize if this seems confusing, but there is a huge roll for the child coming up in either the next chapter or the following one after. If you have any questions please feel free to message me. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter.