A/N: Sorry it took so longer, I've had horrible writers block on a lot of my stories... :(


I jolted upright, sweat pouring down my face and soaking the night shirt that I wore. I looked down at the man who had his head resting on my hand on top of the bed. "Alistair?" I whispered pushing the hair away that covered the man's face. I gasped as tears began to quickly fill my eyes. "Fergus?" I shook my head, surely this was a dream. I smiled when he cracked an eye open and looked at me. "It is you!" He sat up as I hurried out of the bed, wrapping my arms around him as tightly as I could. "Am I dead?"

He laughed squeezing me. "No you're not dead!"

I pulled back taking his face in my hands and looking it over. "You're alive?"

He nodded wiping my wet cheeks. "I came in the middle of the battle."

"Where have you been?"

"We were attacked by darkspawn, I woke up in the wilds not long before the battle I found out you were alive and a Grey Warden." He smiled. "Then I find out not only did you kill the arch demon but you are to be the next queen."

"Yeah." I sighed sitting back down on the bed. "Where is Alistair?"

"With Eamon I think. He left not too long ago. You should lie down." I nodded laying back down in the bed. "I'm going to go get Wynne." Fergus smiled pulling the blanket over my bruised and damaged skin. "I'm sure Alistair would love to know you're awake." He kissed my forehead. "I'll be back."

I nodded my mind still foggy with sleep, it felt like I had just closed my eyes when Alistair came rushing through the door. I opened my eyes just as he reached the bed.

"You're awake!" he smiled brushing my hair out of my face. "How are you feeling?"

"Very sore." I smiled pulling him down by his shirt. "Where's Morrigan?"

"She left… nobody saw her leave."

"Of course" I frowned.

"She'll be fine, I'm sure that's not the last we have seen of her." He whispered catching my lips.

"Alright Alistair." Wynne smiled tapping his shoulder. "Let me check her and then she's all yours." Alistair smiled stepping away next to Fergus, Wynne replaced the bandages that were wrapped around my torso and gave me a potion. She shook her head as she pulled the blankets back over me. "Hopefully these bruises heal before the wedding."

Alistair groaned rubbing his head. "Wynne and Leliana have been planning our wedding while you have been out."

"How long have I been out?"

"A little over two weeks." Fergus laughed.

"And your already planning our wedding?" I looked over at Wynne.

"Someone has to do it." She shrugged. "I'll see you at dinner?"

I nodded. "Thank you Wynne."

"You're welcome." She smiled walking out the door.

"I'm going to go too." Fergus kissed my forehead. "We can talk in the library after dinner."

"Come lay with me." I smiled at Alistair patting the bed.

Alistair smiled kicking his shoes off and leaping into the bed. "I missed you." He frowned as I slid across the bed and into his arms. "Eamon's been working me to the bone."

"I'm sorry…" I yawned closing my eyes. I only heard a few words as he began to talk about the damage from the darkspawn attack before I fell asleep.


I slowly limped my way down the hallway to the library with Mahari by my side. Fergus sat in front of the fire fumbling with the ring on his finger. "I wish I could've done more." I frowned sitting down next to him.

"There's nothing else you could have done." He smiled glancing up from his ring. "I miss them… terribly."

I slid across the couch closer to him, rubbing his back. "I do too Fergus."

"It seems so unreal." He shook his head. "I feel like I'm trapped in a horrible nightmare, that I'll wake up to Oren and Oriana sleeping silently next to me…"

I wiped the tear that raced down his cheek. "I know, I felt the same way. There are days where I still feel that way, it gets easier though… I promise."

"At least we still have each other." He smiled wrapping an arm around me.

"Always"

"So what was the last thing you told Howe before you killed him?"

"Umm… I told him I would kill his wife and son."

"Morgan!"

"What? I bet he is in the Fade worrying that I'm hunting down his family right now." I laughed.

"You're a sick freak."

I shrugged. "Maybe"

Fergus laughed shaking his head. "Pop would be proud of you." He messed my hair with his hand.

"Yeah and mom would be harassing me "When are you going to have a baby?"" I mocked her voice.

Fergus laughed. "Yeah she would! She harassed Oriana for months. I think she wanted Oren just so ma would shut up and leave her alone."

"Typical mom" I laughed.

"Are you going to come back to Highever with me? After your wedding of course." He smirked.

I stuck my tongue out. "Maybe we can leave now."

"I thought you loved Alistair."

"I do but… standing in front of a bunch of people I don't know." I shook my head.

"Think of how Alistair feels. All his family is dead."

"True" I shrugged. "I don't see why it can't just be us and the people close to us."

"Because you're king and queen, you belong to everyone."

I groaned.

"It won't be so bad."

"Easy for you to say" I poked him in the rib.

He laughed taking a drink from his glass. "True, I've seen the things Wynne and… Leliana?" I nodded. "But I've seen the things they have been picking out for you."

I frowned rubbing my eyes.

Fergus laughed standing up. "Come on you need your rest."

"Right" I took his hand and pushed myself up off the couch. "Killing arch demons really wears you out."

"I bet."


I sat down on my bed pulling my shoes off and tossing them to the floor, I climbed into the bed lying down on the huge pillow before I decided, I walked down the dim hallway running my hand across the stone wall, Mahari following quickly behind me.

"What are you doing up?"

I turned around to see Alistair and Eamon walking towards me. "I couldn't sleep."

"Wynne would have a fit if she knew you were still awake." He smiled handing the papers in his hands to Eamon.

"Alistair don't you dare!" I pointed at him backing away. "I can walk to my room." He smirked swooping me up off the ground. "You ass!"

"Language my lady!" Eamon whispered.

Alistair laughed. "I think you need to join me for Eamon's nobility training."

"Shut up." I glared at him.

He laughed carrying me down the hall to my room. "No smart remark Eamon?" Alistair stopped and turned around. "I am stunned!" Eamon groaned and rolled his eyes, turning on his heel and walking away. "Good maybe I'll stay in your room then?" he kicked my door open and put me down.

I nodded climbing into the bed while he locked the door. "I feel like death." I groaned pulling off my pants and kicking them to the floor. "Why am I so bruised?"

"I asked Wynne the same thing." He frowned touching my legs. "She said you probably got them from the battle."

"I don't remember being hit this much though." I pulled my shirt up looking at the marks.

He kissed my stomach. "I'm sorry…"

"For what?" I frowned grabbing his chin and turning his eyes to mine.

"I should've protected you better."

I shook my head kissing the tip of his nose. "I can protect myself… my mother made sure of that."

He smiled pulling the tie out of my hair. "I like your hair down, you always wear it up."

I grabbed him by the back of the neck into a kiss as I laid back onto the pillow. He ran a hand up my back pulling me with him as he rolled over never breaking from our kiss. I unbuttoned his shirt breaking away from his mouth, squinting in the dim light trying to see the buttons.

"We really shouldn't do this." He whispered pulling me back to our kiss.

"I'm not doing anything." I smiled turning back to his shirt. "I just want your shirt off!" I groaned trying to see the buttons.

"Here" he pushed me up right and quickly unfastened the buttons and tossed the shirt to the floor.

"I like your tunic better" I sighed blowing a piece of hair out of my face. "It's easier to get off."

He laughed grabbing my hips and running his thumbs over the bone. "It took awhile to get use to those things. I refuse to wear the shirts with the puffy sleeves."

"Fergus hates those too." I laughed. "Father use to always force him to wear them." I grabbed my side.

"You okay?" he helped me lay onto the bed.

"Yeah it's still sore and laughing doesn't help."

"Let's just go to bed then." He smiled pulling the blanket over us.


I walked around the marketplace with Leliana while Alistair talked with the workers about the progress of the repairs.

"Oh look at this!" Leliana held out a small Antivan trinket.

"Eww… What is it?"

"It's a naked man." She smiled.

"Lovely" I laughed turning back to the other items.

"You thief!"

I looked over to see a man holding a little boy by his arm and yelling at him. "Let him go!" I yelled rushing over to them and pulling the boy from the man.

"He stole from me! I demand he be punished!"

"He's a little boy! Here" I pulled the small pouch of coins I had and threw them at him. "Now leave him alone!" I picked the little boy up and walked away. "I'm sorry honey" I frowned wiping his face dry with my sleeve. "Where's your mommy?" He pointed to a red headed woman hanging clothes. "Oh wonderful." I groaned walking towards her. "I believe this is yours Goldanna?"

She whipped around, her brow pushing together when she saw me. She took the boy from my arms and put him on the ground. "Go inside now!" the little boy rushed into the small house.

"It's nice to see you survived the darkspawn attack." I put my hands on my hips.

"What did Thomas do?"

"Stole from a merchant… but don't worry I took care of it."

"I suppose you think I owe you now?"

"Don't be such a bitch! It makes you look ugly."

She huffed turning around and stomped back to her house.

"What did you do?" Alistair called as he walked towards me.

"I just saved your little nephew from getting a whipping from a shop keep." I smiled.

"What did you say to Goldanna?"

"That I was glad to see her alive."

"Morgan…"

"What?" I shrugged.

"Don't try to act all innocent!"

"I'm not." I smiled kissing his cheek. "I need more money though… I spent all mine."