When she descended the grand stairs, there was a collective silence that filled the room. All eyes were on her, and she almost felt embarrassed at the attention.

Her hair had been put half up, to be braided and curled in random places, while the rest of her hair trailed down in light waves down her shoulders and back. Both of her arms were clothed in deep red gloves, and thigh high boots clothed her legs. The dress was not tight, but it was a deep crimson with a slit up the side that was lined with golden trim. What shocked them all was her face, usually clean and untouched of makeup was not the complete opposite. Black lined her eyes, as gold flicked whenever she closed her eyes, her eyes were a full gold as were her lips. A light blush settled on her face and it only helped to accentuate the makeup. When she closed her eyes, her painted eyelashes made shadows appear upon her face. Ion was truly beautiful.

Beside her, in his full plate mail with the helm fully closed with Asala strapped behind his back was Sten. He had his arm in hers. It looked like beauty being escorted by the beast. Everyone was speechless, stunned.

"Alright, are we all ready?" Asked the Queen breezily, but she looked irritated. Jealousy did not suit her, she looked like a rusty sword compared to Ion's glorious shine.

"Yes." Both answered at the same time by Sten and Iona.

Only a small party was allowed to go to the Landsmeet. The Queen and Alistair would be going arm and arm, and Ion had chosen Sten. The others could've come, but there would be no weapons allowed, and Ion knew that if that was true then Sten would've been stubborn enough to bring Asala anyway.

Zevran took Leliana's hand (Ion saw Alistair glare daggers at him when he did this) and Wynne and Morrigan brought up the rear. All wore colorful clothing, and Ion could've sworn that she saw knifes hidden in both Zevran's boots along with Leliana's.

Shale stayed behind, but bided them all good luck with squashing the "bastard bird son's head".

When they entered the Landsmeet chamber, she heard Loghain's voice speaking. She growled low, but continued into the room to the middle. Eyes followed their group, and when Loghain's eyes laid upon her standing there strong with her eyes glowing he faltered. But soon he was back to spouting nonsense, and only broke off completely when he saw Alistair and Anoura standing beside each other.

They exchanged verbal blows until there was a call for a vote. Only one sided with Loghain, the rest sided with the Wardens. His cool eyes flamed, and then he shouted for a duel. Alistair met him head on, and she watched as they exchanged blows.

Loghain was slow, fat from his life in the palace, and was soon bested.

"Stop, Alistair!" The Queen shouted, as Alistair was granted a chance to end it all.

"You promised! You and your group promised me that you would not kill him!" She shouted. Alistair lowered his blade, and stood there for a moment.

"Restrain her." He commanded, and for a moment I saw the King that he would be, the king that he was destined to be.

Ion nodded at Sten, and he helped Zevran and Leliana with restraining the Queen.

"Stop! Get you hands off of me! You have promised Alistair!" She shouted, struggling against the ones that bound her.

"I did." He said, locking eyes with Ion, as he sheathed his sword and walked to his new wife, the Queen. He leaned over to her looking her in the eyes, and whispering so softly that one she and Ion could hear.

"she didn't." He said, indicating to Ion. Ion blinked for a moment, and looked at the defeated warrior in the middle of the room.

"No!" The Queen shouted, realizing her mistake.

The room was silent then, the only sound was Ion's footsteps to the man that was responsible for the trauma and torture, for killing her entire order. She looked at the man who had killed Duncan, who gave her a taste of freedom.

"Sten." She said, and there was the sound of metal being unsheathed. A second later it was twirling in the air to be caught in her hand.

She wielded Asala as she turned around and sliced cleanly through Loghain's head. The Queen's sobs and screams echoed in the room as she wiped Asala clean of the traitor's blood and gave the blade back to Sten. She gave Alistair a nod and walked from the room, Sten following her along with the rest of their group.

"My friend. I wish to have a word with you, if I may…" Morrigan said hesitant to approach the wolf. Ion had not said a word the rest of the day, and even in night she still had her eyes glowing gold.

"Go ahead. Tell me what has been on you mind ever since you have gotten that black book." Was the reply that Morrigan got.

"I should not be surprised that you knew about this, but I must ask you a favor…"

And so Morrigan explained the way that Flemeth had increased her lifespan, how she would have a daughter and how Morrigan feared for her own body. She asked that Ion travel to the wilds, for she was the only one that could do this and still make it back to Redcliff in time. She wanted Flemeth dead, and she would be forever in Ion's dept.

"You wish for me to defeat this monster so that you can be free?"

"Yes… I am sorry for not speaking of it sooner, but I never really had… the courage to talk to you."

"I will do it then, for you. Do not tell the other where I am going, just tell them that I am gone."

"I will… and I thank you my friend."