Emilia opened the door to enter her room with plans to go sleeping, but she realised that she may be not able to close her eyes tonight because, as it was happening often lately, her pulse was rapid and she had tones of thoughts to deal with. The woman made a few steps forward, lit a lamp and then she heard something. Very quiet rustle outside, but she didn't make it to turn around because right then a male voice sounded:

- Emilia - he said. Just it, but for her it was enough. She knew exactly who was standing behind her.

- Solas - she replied.

Afterwards she faced him and he approached her. Emilia had never seen him in so exquisite outfit, although she almost straightaway associated it with clothes worn by elves in the Temple of Mythal. But not only his outfit looked different. There was something strange in his facial expression that Emilia couldn't get a fix on. However, primarily she was scraching her head over the reason he arrived.

- My visit is a response to your letter. - he said, as he was reading in her mind.

- Come in - she replied warmly.

When Emilia closed the door behind Solas, he went deeper inside the room, so he was barely visible. She noticing that he was standing quietly with his back turned to her, decided to spoke up:

- Wouldn't you prefer to meet with all of us instead just with me? You know that I will run everything by them.

At first Solas didn't answer, Emilia barely noticed that he clenched his fists as he was struggling with something. Then he suddenly replied:

- No, you will not.

- What? - she asked surprised, knitting her eyebrows. - Why?

- Because I don't have an answer for you. - he said turning his face to her. - I came here because you deserve a response, but... I am at a loss for words.

Solas sighed and Emilia saw a great pain in his eyes.

- Your letter staggered me - he countinued with quiet voice, lowering his head - I always knew you will be usefull to the Inquisition and, banefully for me, I was right.

Solas silenced and Emilia couldn't make any move or utter any word.

- I can't destroy this world and I can't let the world of the elves be gone forever... - Solas spoke up again. - Through thousands years of my life I have never been so... torn. Ehh!

Emilia was so angry at herself that she couldn't say anything or do something else to ease his pain. All she could do was closing to him and putting a hand on his shoulder.

- You have always been my friend, Emilia. You have never let me down, though I demanded so much from you. - Solas said looking into her eye. - I did not deserve it.

He said lowering his head again and closing his eyes.

- Solas - Emilia took quietly the subject up with shaking voice. - In this situation, there is no easy solution. You have been through a lot of hardship and I have no intention to cause you more. But still, there is somebody who has always been there for you, who inspires hope in you, who have always knew you the best. I think that you also know where your answers are... In her eyes. Because those are your vhenan's eyes.

When she was saying this tears sprung to his eyes. Emilia noticing it added:

- She has never given up on you. Go to her.

- You are right. - he replied with shaking voice.

He silenced for a moment and then he continued:

- If there was any way to repay you I would do it... a hundred times... I wish you all the best, my friend.

With these words he kissed her on the forehead and left the room. After that she burst into tears never being so happy in her lifetime.