Varric sighed as his hand stopped on the page. It was this dreaded entry that he had to remember.
"What is it dwarf?" Cassandra's eyebrow raised.
"Varric." He growled. Cassandra glared at him. "This part…always gets to me."
"Is it because of how you found her?" Cassandra said softly.
"Yeah. This taught me something about her. She wasn't joking when she said that she would protect us." Varric mumbled, his eyebrows furrowing.
-/-
9:34 Drakonis 15th
I tapped on my quill again. Emeric was dead that meant-. I couldn't let that happen. I wasn't able to stop Anders in Amaranthine but I could stop this. I had to. I couldn't stop damn pacing and it was already becoming afternoon.
Someone was at the door.
…
"Hah! Read them and weep Hawke." Varric laughed. Hawke groaned and threw her hand of cards down. Carver grumbled and did the same.
"Oh so that's a winning hand?" Merrill wondered, putting her own down. They were a bunch of cards that had no pairs.
"It's not that hard." Carver chuckled.
"Hey where's Leandra?" Varric asked, taking his winnings from the rest.
"She called for Bodahn not too long ago." Hawke said, shuffling the cards again. The front door opened and there was Nia in her usual dregs. Varric noticed something off about her. Her body posture was extremely tense and she was biting her lip hard. She only did that when she was focused on something, usually it wasn't good.
"Hey guys. Where's Leandra?" Nia asked.
"She's up in her room your Highness." Bodahn said, coming up behind her. Nia nodded.
"What's with the solemn look?" Varric asked.
"Huh?" Nia stopped before the stairs.
"You got this look of death to you all mean and grr." Merrill giggled. Nia's eyes slightly looked away.
"Something you found?" Varric asked with his eyebrow raised.
"You can say that." Nia mumbled and averted his eyes. Varric thought it was weird, even for her.
"Oh what about that thing with the Templar?" Hawke asked.
"I'll tell you about that later." Nia said brusquely and went toward Leandra's room. Varric frowned. He strained his ears his ears to try to hear something while Hawke passed out the cards. Nia came down from the stairs, scowling and headed toward the door.
"Wait you're leaving? You just got here." Carver wondered.
"I have an errand." Nia said and left just as quickly as she entered. They all gave each other a look.
"What was that all about?" Hawke wondered.
"Let me ask mother." Carver said, getting up and going up the stiars. He knocked on his mother's door. "Mother, is everything all right?" Leandra opened the door and gave him a weak smile.
"Yes Carver. I needed Nia to do something for me, discreetly. Can you throw out the lilies in the pot? I would rather have roses or daisies." Leandra wondered.
"You have one Daisy here!" Varric laughed. Merrill giggled. Carver nodded and Leandra went back into his room. Carver did what she asked and made sure to send out Bodahn for more flowers besides lilies.
"Come on brother, let me beat you again." Hawke snickered.
"You haven't won for the last two rounds!" Carver chuckled, sitting down. Varric couldn't stop the sense that something was wrong but lost himself in the game again as it got more heated. They spent most of the day playing their game, Hawke taking out her mage talents to cheat but Varric always had a card up his sleeve. Varric almost groaned with the affection shared with Merrill and Carver.
"Now does it go like this?" Merrill dropped her cards again, the weakest pairs in her hands.
"No Daisy, like this!" Varric laughed, putting down his winning hand. Hawke and Carver groaned. Then the door slammed opened. The two people in their group that hated each other the most came through.
"This has gone for too long!" Anders growled with Fenris on his toes. Anders was furious and Varric noticed the small hints of bluish energy around his eyes.
"You know she disappears for hours at a time!" Fenris snapped back.
"No she told me that there was something going on and she promised to see me, she never came!" Anders stopped in front of their table.
"Now, now boys you know you aren't allowed to fight when your lover isn't here." Hawke chuckled, getting up and hoping not to diffuse a situation.
"Have you seen Nia?" Anders asked.
"She came by early in the morning. Seemed very angry too." Merrill nodded.
"See mage? There is nothing wrong." Fenris glared.
"No. I feel it, she's in danger." Anders shook his head.
"What is going on?" Leandra asked, coming out of her room.
"Nia has been missing for a few hours. You know she is always doing something in this city, whether it be helping refugees, helping that brat in the Alienage, or going off to see the Dalish." Fenris crossed his arms.
"No she was too shaken up from last night when we found Emeric's body." Anders gritted his teeth.
"You what?" Hawke asked, getting up from her seat.
"The Templar in charge of the missing women was found dead. We were nearly killed when a horde of demons attacked us." Fenris explained. Leandra gasped and everyone turned to her.
"Mother?" Hawke wondered.
"Oh…I thought she didn't go alone!" Leandra sobbed.
"Mother what are you talking about?" Hawke grabbed her mother tenderly.
"The serial killer, he sends lilies to those who is next!" Leandra sobbed.
"You mean the lilies that I threw out were…?"Carver's face grew pale.
"The man who has been trying to court me, he sent me those flowers with a time and place. I sent Bodahn for Nia because she had told me ahead of time what was the link, but I didn't think she would go confront him by herself!" Leandra shook with worry.
"No…we have to go find her! Where did she go!?" Anders stepped forward, Justice ringing in his voice.
"Anders stop glowing!" Hawke shouted. Anders did stop but with considerable effort.
"In Lowtown near Lirene's imports." Leandra wiped away her tears. Hawke nodded and went to go get her staff.
"Let's go we have no time to lose. Carver stay here and make sure to protect mother and Merrill, just in case." Hawke ordered.
"Got it." Carver nodded as did Merrill.
"We have to go now!" Anders nearly grabbed Hawke.
"Calm down, there is no point in panicking!" Hawke shouted as they stormed out, slamming the door. Their jog over to Lowtown was filled with tense silence.
"Please be safe, Andraste watch over her." Anders prayed silently.
"I thought you weren't religious." Fenris wondered.
"It's a good day to start." Anders' voice trembled.
"Praying won't do us any good right now." Varric grumbled, cursing silently. Why didn't he follow his gut instinct? They went down the stairs. There weren't many people out in the dark. Anders went over to a young boy that played with a few shiny stones.
"Excuse me have you seen a woman around here? Dark brown hair in a pony tail and her breastplate shining? She has these odd daggers with her as well." Anders asked.
"I think I saw someone like that." The boy thought.
"Are you sure?" Anders asked.
"What do I get from this?" The boy crossed his arms.
"Coin, now start speaking." Hawke said, dropping a few silvers in his hand.
"That's real silver that is! Ok so the woman comes here right? Sees a man who's all bloody and the like. She grabs onto him and leads him away. I thought it was something suspicious like. She held a dagger to his throat but he ran for it. He was losing blood and left a trail, you can follow it if you'd like." The boy pointed at the small splotch on the ground.
"This doesn't sound good." Varric wondered.
"Let's try to be optimistic here. Buy yourself some new shoes kid." Hawke led the way.
"Here!" Anders shouted. A small pool of blood and there were more leading away.
"We'll follow it and then it will lead us to where she is." Fenris said.
"Let's go." Hawke nodded. They followed the trail of blood all the way to the foundry.
"It leads here." Fenris slammed the door open. The smell of burning permeated through the air. Hawke bit her lip, stopping.
"Something wrong Hawke?" Varric asked.
"I remember this. Bethany and Carver and I came through here on a missing woman's post." Hawke mumbled. They followed the blood all the way up the stairs until they found a hidden trapdoor.
"Here. Someone forgot to conceal this." Varric moved the box that was near the trapdoor.
"She's down there then." Anders sighed in relief, opening it up. They went down and followed down a path of stairs. Shades and rage demons appeared before them. Anders glowed and let out a powerful blizzard in an instant, freezing them and shattering them with his spell. He groaned and nearly kneeled on the floor.
"Be careful. We need that firepower in case something happens." Hawke warned.
"I know." Anders shook his head. They continued forward and there was a stench of rot in the air. They found cots behind partitions with dried blood.
"Look." Fenris motioned. There was Alessa on an operating table.
"Alessa…" Hawke ran over but Alessa was already dead.
"Hawke…" Varric started.
"Don't say it Varric." Hawke gulped. Even Fenris started to fidget with his sword. They went toward the next room and found pieces of Nia's armor.
"This isn't a good sign." Varric said.
"No, Nia still has to be here!" Anders raised his voice, going down the stairs. They found what appeared to be where the killer lived. There was a portrait that looked similar to Leandra, bookshelves abound with scattered pages on the ground.
"Does he live here?" Hawke wondered before corpses and Shades attacked them. Varric got two of them in the head. Anders froze three of the shades and Hawke pushed to shatter them. Fenris got rid of the last corpse with a beheading. More shades and a rage demon appeared. Hawke did a push spell, causing the demons to be pushed back. Anders threw out a powerful cold spell on the rage demon and Varric shattered it. Abominations came through and nearly got Hawke before Fenris used his fazing to pass through the shades and abominations. They all fell.
"Demons, always demons." Anders shook his head.
"What is this?" Hawke wondered, looking up at the portrait again.
"A shrine? To a wife, a sister?" Anders wondered.
"Whatever it is it looks like my mother and it is creepy." Hawke said. They followed the path down the stairs. They all gasped and recoiled.
They found Nia, crucified with long, thin, iron rods poking out of her body. Her armor was destroyed in a pile next to her. The only thing keeping her decency was her bra and the remnants of her pants. Her wrists had rods through them, as well as her feet, her right shoulder blade and somewhere in her stomach. Her face was obscured but blood dripped down from her chin.
"Fascinating, very fascinating. You have endured well. This…this is the thing I have been looking for. The last step needed to make her come back to me. You have given me new inspiration!" A mage paced in front of her.
"What have you done to her!?" Anders shouted in horror. The man looked toward them.
"I was expecting her. Leandra had her face but…no this one found me instead but she finally gave me the last piece of the greatest puzzle to man. A true way to bring her back, not just physically but spiritually as well." The Man had a crazed look in his eye. Nia coughed up blood and raised her face. Her eyes weren't the soft dark brown that her friends knew. They were unnaturally gold.
"You son of a bitch!" Anders shouted, his body glowing blue. The mage formed a tight magical barrier around him and summoned corpses and demons. Anders and Fenris used their rage to kill them quickly, not even letting a chance for Varric to draw on Bianca's power or even for Hawke to wield her staff. More corpses awakened but Fenris quickly decapitated all three of them.
A desire demon rose behind them as well as more demons. Anders let out a blazing stream of fire and Hawke pushed all of them down while Varric shot out automatic rounds to kill all of them. Fenris put his greatsword through the desire demon's chest.
Another horde of demons were summoned. Hawke let out a growl.
"Everyone behind me now!" They followed her lead and Hawke summoned a massive firestorm that spun in a mass of magical fury. It swallowed all the corpses and the demons alike. Hawke flinched from her own spell.
That didn't stop from more demons to arise. Fenris fazed in and out through two shades. Varric let out a barrage of arrows to make the desire demon a pin cushion. Anders let out fire spell after fire spell, burning down all the shades and abominations that he could.
Finally the magical barrier surrounding the killer mage broke. He summoned three more shades that Fenris and Varric were happy to kill off. Anders stabbed the man with his staff. The mage screamed as his insides boiled and he exploded into bits. Andres stopped glowing and he ran over to Nia.
"Nia…Nia…" He held her face in his hands tenderly.
"It…hurts…"She coughed out as more blood dribbled down from her mouth.
"Maker's breath what did he do to you?" Hawke gasped.
"She can still be saved. We need to pull the rods and-" Hawke grabbed onto one.
"That will certainly kill her! She will bleed to death before we can heal her!" Fenris shouted.
"Well I don't see you suggesting anything!" Hawke was quickly descending into panic. Varric noticed the cogs turning in Anders' head. Anders gritted his teeth.
"No…there is one thing I can do." Anders sighed. He rubbed Nia's blood in his hand and let his magic flow into it. It floated and rushed into her.
"Blood magic!? You will not-!" Fenris grabbed his greatsword instantly.
"I will save her! This is the only way! When I tell you, take those metal rods from her." Anders yelled, moving to the one that held her left wrist. "Come on!"
"Elf can't you grab them from the inside?!" Varric asked.
"I-I-I do not know and I cannot trust-" Fenris stuttered.
"Just grab the rods!" Hawke shouted. They grabbed at the rods and pulled. Nia screamed in pain. Anders took the one that had her left wrist, the one on her stomach was next, Hawke took the one in the right wrist, and Fenris took the one from her feet.
Hawke took the last one from her shoulder blade. Anders caught her and laid her down. She shuddered and her body trembled from going through so much pain. The fact that Nia was still slightly conscious surprised Varric. Varric watched as Anders' body glowed. Justice took over. He took Nia's hand. She let out a silent scream as she glowed as well, gripping tightly on Anders' hand, draining that energy from him. Her wounds healed and the blood flow stopped.
Anders gasped, letting her go and stumbling down on the ground. He moaned in pain. Nia laid on the ground, unconscious but breathing. Fenris stepped forward and cradled her against him.
"What…did you do?" Hawke wondered.
"I'll…explain it on the way…We need to get her…back to Hightown…I might need some help." Anders panted heavily, leaning against the wall. Hawke put his arm around her. Fenris carried Nia bridal style. Varric shook his head. This could have all be avoided if he...Varric sighed. There was no point in thinking that.
"I thought…well…she's alive. Barely, but alive." Fenris sighed.
"Let's get out of here." Hawke rubbed her head. They made their way slowly from the foundry and up the stairs. The moon was annoyingly bright.
"I thought…she would be heavier." Fenris wondered.
"She's lost a lot blood in such a short amount of time. I'm surprised she held out this long but her spirit was helping her. Who knows how long he was…experimenting on her." Anders shuddered.
"But Knives can punch dragons in their mouths, crush bones with her knuckles! How did he get the drop on her!?" Varric exclaimed.
"Blood magic mind control most likely." Anders nearly tripped and Hawke had to steady both of them.
"But she fought against that mage in the Blooming Rose. Why not him?" Varric asked.
"He probably had more mastery than the one you found in the Blooming Rose." Hawke sighed.
"And what did you exactly do?" Fenris growled, shuffling Nia closer to him.
"Responsible blood magic. I imbued a part of my mana in her blood and put it back into her bloodstream. I felt for the wounds caused by the rods as well as everything else. Once my mana touched on those, I focused my healing in there. She took a lot out of me though." Anders chuckled weakly. "This is what Talen taught me or what little he did anyway. I kind of learned on the fly with my own patients."
"And they allowed you to do this Blondie?" Varric asked.
"They usually come in already bleeding. They wouldn't know. It just feels cool to them." Anders described.
"That is still dangerous." Fenris glared.
"This blood magic wasn't taught to me by a demon but an actual person who has done their research and has spent years perfecting it. Talen isn't known as the best healer in Ferelden for nothing." Anders chuckled. "It saved her."
"It is still blood magic." Fenris huffed.
"And I thought you were against it." Hawke scoffed.
"I am! But this isn't blood magic anymore. It doesn't enhance anything, it, oh what is the use trying to explain to you? I don't care what any of you think. The point is it saved Nia and that is all that matters." Anders finished.
"Hypocrite." Fenris mumbled.
"If I wasn't so weakened by healing and fighting I would push you down these stairs." Anders growled.
"I swear how does she deal with both of you during breakfast?" Hawke wondered. "And stop moving Anders or I'll let you fall down these stairs!"
"By threatening to crush our jewels." Fenris said flatly.
"I've seen it happen before. It's not something nice…" Anders shuddered. Varric laughed. They reached Hightown without incident. Varric opened the door to the Hawke estate. Carver was in the foyer with his greatsword.
"Is she...?" Carver wondered.
"She's fine but let's put her in the guest bedroom for now." Hawke let go of Anders and he leaned against the wall. Hawke grabbed an elfroot potion near her table and gave it to him. Carver led Fenris in the spare room. He lit the candle and Fenris laid her down.
"Elgar'nan…what happened?" Merrill gasped at the doorway.
"Merrill, do you have any potions?" Anders asked, coming in the room. Merrill nodded and rushed out.
"I'll get some wet towels so we can at least clean her some." Hawke mentioned.
"And I'll explain to your mother about what happened. Maker knows she will probably try to blame herself for this." Varric mumbled. Anders and Fenris sat in opposite chairs watching the slow rise of Nia's chest. Anders sat closer and took her wrist in his hands. He healed her for the most part but there was hole shaped scars on her body now.
"Her pulse is still weak…" Anders sighed.
"She left here in the morning and we found her late at night. How long was he torturing her for?" Fenris asked.
"Long enough to know what she was. Though if any mage were trained in the arts of spirits, they would figure it out easy enough." Anders caressed her face.
"This is why you need to be locked up." Fenris clenched his fists.
"If I was locked up then she would have died." Anders glared.
"If all of you were locked up things like this wouldn't happen in the first place." Fenris gritted his teeth.
"If we were all locked up, then we would be able to overpower the Templars and leave anyway!" Anders shot back.
"Boys!" Hawke shouted at them, coming in the room with the things she needed to clean Nia. She glared at both of them and her lips even twitched.. "Get out."
"But-" Anders stood up.
"I'm a healer too Anders, now get out. I swear you two are more trouble than you're worth. You both should be glad that Nia stands the both of you…well out!"Hawke shouted. Anders and Fenris begrudgingly abided. Hawke rolled her eyes, putting down the bucket. Merrill came in soon after with some robes and healing potions. Hawke rinsed out a towel and started to dab off the blood.
"She is all right, isn't she?" Merrill asked.
"I'll make sure of that." Hawke took off the remnants of the little clothing she had and wiped away at the blood. She was surprised at the amount of scars she had and Merrill's eyes widened when they saw her back. The scars that were in the shape of wings. It was beautiful and painful to look at them.
"By the Creators…who would do this to her?" Merrill couldn't bring herself to touch them and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Scarification." Hawke shook her head slowly. She traced the lines, lightning scars coming together as two pair of wings that hugged her shoulders and a part of her back. Hawke looked closely and saw a few more lines branching down. She remembered that Nia had mentioned that it was her spirit that did this to her. Why? Even Hawke couldn't fathom it. They cleaned and changed her before setting her down in the blankets. Nia's eyes moved sporadically and she did small grunts. It didn't look like she was sleeping soundly.
Hawke took Nia's wrists and called on her mana to find any anomalies that needed repair. Instead she felt that odd sensation of a line crossing into her mana and directly to the fade she was commanding. It took her mana and the fade energy she manifests whenever she calls on her spells. Whatever was inside Nia, it was taking power.
Merrill grunted and held her belly.
"Are you ok Merrill?" Hawke asked.
"Oh it's nothing. I think the baby is kicking though." She giggled.
"Come on. You need your rest. It's been a long night." Hawke sighed.
-/-
"You haven't met with Viscountess Amell have you?" Varric wondered, trying to forget the experience he just told. That part always left a bitter taste in his mouth.
"No. I have sent an agent to her to explain my mission." Cassandra crossed her arms.
"Your mission to interrogate me?" Varric scoffed.
"My mission to set this world on its right path again." Cassandra glared.
"Uh huh, a holy mission to put the Chantry back in power. Let's see how well that goes." Varric rolled his eyes.
"I…admit the organization of our Chantry has lacked." Cassandra admitted.
"Your Templars flew the coop, the mages are fighting against everyone, and you have no one to lead except for a figure head that no one listens to." Varric said bluntly.
"Divine Justinia is the only one they will listen to!" Cassandra shouted, slamming the journal on the table. Varric winced but he had to remind himself that Nia probably couldn't even tell the damage to them now with her condition. Cassandra did her usual signature noise and opened the journal again. "Continue."
"You know I'm getting parched, can't I at least get a pint of something?" Varric asked. She glared at him. "Fine, fine…"
9:34 Drakonis 17th
"Well…at least now I have a new story to tell." I said, looking over my wrists. The scars from when I was crucified were still there. It was odd seeing the grey pinkish circle in both of my wrists. I was resting in the guest room at the Hawke estate. Anders had a direct route here from Darktown and has been checking on me for two days.
My body has been healing rapidly. Anders speculated that it was due to the spirit inside of me greedily taking all the energy it could from Anders and Hawke. My eyes settled to the same brown as before. It was odd now. Every single time I called on the power, my eyes would change color. I had to talk to Marethari about it. I was slowly becoming more and more spirit like. My soul was melding with Halo.
I didn't know if it was a bad thing or good thing. What would happen if I went home? Would I still be part spirit? Would he separate himself from me? And what would happen to me if I kept on changing? I didn't know. I couldn't know yet.
I still didn't know if I was going home or not.
I leaned back into my pillows. Leandra was fussing over me for the guilt of almost getting me killed. Still it was nice having someone else make food for you instead. I was happy. I changed-! I CHANGED-! HOLY SHIT I WAS ABLE TO DO IT! Ok calm down, bad Nia. I almost got killed but I did it!
"You are grinning at nothing again." Fenris said, coming in to sit in his seat.
"Huh? Oh sorry." I giggled.
"How you are this happy after nearly dying is beyond me." Fenris rolled his eyes.
"Oh you know I'm just a bundle of optimism! So what are we reading today? Action? Thriller? Some spicy Antivan romance?" I guessed as he brought in another book.
"I thought you did not read those?" Fenris raised his eyebrow.
"I don't but I am at your whims for now." I shrugged.
"Are you?" Fenris smirked.
"…Ok don't take everything I say seriously Fenris, please, I can't stand hearing it!" I begged.
"Your ears are getting red." Fenris chuckled.
"Just…no, ok, just no." I shook my head.
"Have you remembered everything he did to you?" Fenris asked. I sighed and shook my head. As soon as I followed Quentin into the foundry my mind wasn't my own. I saw myself being puppeteered by him but Halo immediately came out and fought him. Then he stabbed his hand and then nothing. I can't remember anything. My back still hurts. I absentmindedly rubbed my wrist and Fenris took my hand. His thumb ran over the scar.
"It's interesting at least." I shrugged as his tattoos lightly shocked my wrist.
"I am truly sorry. I should have listened to that mage's warnings. I have gotten used to you being out for long hours without notice…" Fenris looked down, his hair partly shadowing his face.
"It was an honest mistake Fenris. You were right. I don't stay home for long. I'm always doing something or another whether at Lirene's Imports, at the barracks or with Arinda in the Alienage." I chuckled.
"I met her to explain your condition and why you will not be able to visit her. She was not happy and nearly tackled me." Fenris grumbled.
"I have to say she does have spirit." I laughed.
"She is grating on the nerves..." Fenris shook his head and took his hand back.
"So what have you brought to read?" I asked. He held my book. "You know I wrote that right?"
"I like it." He shrugged. I chuckled.
"It's…odd that you like it so much. It feels kinda weird you know? Getting fan mail from strangers is one thing but to have a friend like it…it's…a nice feeling but weird." I fidgeted with my fingers, my face heating up.
"If you don't want me to read I can go and get another one. Hawke has plenty in her library." Fenris suggested.
"No, no. Go ahead. I haven't gone over it since I released it." I said, leaning back.
"The day she saw his face was an accident. Neria was trying to teach her apprentice how to levitate a simple tome. 'Focus on the weight. See it in your mind, grab for it, gingerly.' She said. The apprentice was able to levitate it off the table for an instant. If it wasn't for Enchanter Marian coming in yelling unintelligibly, the lesson would have gone smoothly.
'Neria you have to see this!' Marian shouted. The apprentice was startled and couldn't control his magic. The tome was sent hurdling in the air and hit the Templar in the room dead on his head. He groaned with pain. Marian looked shock with her mouth open and the apprentice screamed in horror. Neria rushed over to him as he took off the helmet.
His eyes were a deep, emerald green that seemed to sharpen when he saw her and his wild red hair clung to his forehead."
"Nia, I made some stew and, oh, hello Fenris." Leandra said, coming in with a plate in her hand. She put it down on the desk near the bed. Fenris nodded in greeting. "Here and is there anything else you need?"
"Leandra you don't need to come here and fuss over me like this. I can go out and-" I started.
"Nonsense, Anders has already made sure watch over you for this week so you can properly rest. You are not leaving this house young lady. At least you have your friends to keep you company. I was thinking of hosting a salon later in the summer. You should come and mingle." Leandra smiled.
"I'll keep that in mind Leandra thank you." I said sheepishly.
"I'll bring a bowl for you too Fenris." Leandra said, going out. I giggled. It felt like I was home with my mom coming over to make sure I had everything I needed when I was sick. I ate and it was delicious. I would kill for some pozole though.
"Speaking about food, how are you doing now that I'm not there?" I asked.
"I did live on my own before you." Fenris rolled his eyes.
"But you haven't had my cooking skills bring you delicious food though." I stuck my tongue out.
"You have a point. My food takes like sawdust compared to you." Fenris chuckled.
"You're exaggerating." I scoffed.
"True though you should not worry about me. You need to focus on resting." Fenris nodded.
"Anders is blowing this out of proportion. I don't need to stay in bed for that long! I can get up and walk and do stuff and-"
"You nearly lost all of your blood in two weeks' time. You are staying there until you replenish all that you lost." Fenris interrupted.
"That and to make sure that I don't go ahead and accidentally kill myself again right?" I asked.
"Of course." Fenris nodded.
"How did Cullen and the rest take the news?" I wondered.
"Hawke explained to them about the hidden home and searched all they could." I nodded. Anders recovered-. That would-once-. Of course if that-. "It hasn't done well to bolster the reputation of the mages. Knight Commander Meredith is scouring their library for blood magic in their books. Hawke has even received a letter from the mage we sent to the circle a few years back telling her about books with blood magic in them that are scattered in the city."
"So that's why she hasn't been here." I wondered.
"She is also planning of going to investigate the missing patrol for the Arishok." Fenris leafed through my book again.
"Hawke is actively doing things? Write it on the calendar." I laughed.
"After what happened with the Templar Varnell, she has it in for Mother Petrice." Fenris growled.
"I can only imagine. Go on and keep reading." I settled into my bed.
"His eyes were intense. That was the first thing she thought when she saw them. It most likely from anger seeing as how he was hit in the head…" I listened to his deep voice as I closed my eyes. I was at an odd point of nearly falling asleep and being away when I felt someone's fingers intertwine with my own. From the shocks I knew it was Fenris. I heard him get up and close the door.
Shit.
Hello my readers! It has been a month's time and I am back! With a few changes.
Due to personal and work related reasons this story will continue on a biweekly update status until the new year in which it will change to weekly and stay that way. I can't do the 3 day updates anymore, sorry guys :( but this story will not end!
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