Chapter 6

Two Years Later

Alistair sat by the fireplace and waited for Marabeth as she brushed her hair.

"Come on Beth. I've been waiting two years for this."

"I'm coming Love." Marabeth laughed.

Just then the sound of a baby crying shattered the silence.

"Looks like you will have to wait a little while longer." Marabeth chuckled as she got up and picked up the baby from the cradle. "Duncan is hungry."

"Bring him here." Alistair said. "You know how much I love watching you feed him."

"Alright, but you have to read the letter." Marabeth sat on the floor besides Alistair and undid the buttons of her nightgown and guided Duncan to her breast.

Alistair gently touched Duncan's head and then opened the faded letter.

Dear Alistair and Marabeth,

If you are reading this, then this means you have survived the Blight as I knew you both would. I am presuming you are King of Ferelden, Alistair because that was one of the last dreams I had. And I know Marabeth is ruling beside you as queen.

I knew from the moment you met as children that the two of you had a special bond. The both of you have the kind of love that is rare in this day and age. You are both very lucky. It is not easy being a Grey Warden. I hope you treasure every moment with each other and your son.

Alistair looked amazed. "He knew we would rule Ferelden and have a son Marabeth!"

"Continue reading." Marabeth got up and placed Duncan back in his cradle then went back to Alistair.

I have to admit I was quite taken aback when dreaming of your son but I knew the two of you would shatter many assumptions about the Grey Wardens and usher a new era for them. I hope your son is healthy, happy, and you enjoy every moment with him. I know he will grow into a strong, smart and capable man just like his parents.

"I can't read the rest of it, the ink has blurred." Alistair set the letter down. "How do you think he knew all of this Marabeth? Magic? Precognition? It's just so odd."

"He didn't know everything Alistair." Marabeth reminded him. "He did not mention Morrigan and her ritual."

"Thank the Maker for that." Alistair groaned. "I shudder to think of what he would have written. I'll just never be able to get over how much Duncan knew about us and how impacted our lives even when he was gone."

"The Maker works in mysterious ways love." Marabeth reached over and kissed him. "Now let's just do what Duncan suggested and treasure every moment."

"I'll be happy if we can have one night where will be not be bothered by a knock on our door and somebody wailing the words your Majesty at the top of their lungs."

"Nobody said being king would be easy." Marabeth put her arms around him.

"As long as I have you and Duncan by my side, as well as an ample supply of cheese, this king business is a breeze."

"I'm glad you mentioned cheese last." Marabeth teased.

"I know you would throttle me if I didn't."

There arms wrapped around each other Marabeth and Alistair gazed into the fire as they listened to adorable cooing Duncan made as he slept.

"Treasure every moment." Duncan had written.

And that they did.

The End

(A/N) Sorry it took so long for this story to be finished. I had it originally done months ago but then the computer died and I lost the story which in turn gave me a HUGE block!