The Lost Stories of Arlathan

by Nightranger45

"The Dalish have myths and legends of the gods; Of how Fen'harel locked the Evanuris away or how Ghilan'nain became the youngest of the pantheon. But they don't tell of Mythal's eldest child. Of how she rejected the attentions of Dirthamen or won a game of wits against Fen'harel without even speaking to him. You wish to know of your people dalen? Let me tell you of Lady Lavellan."

38. Chapter 38

Lamb

The voice echoed out, a strange mix of warmth and disappointment, "And the lost lamb finally returns to the fold."

Lavellan's posture tensed and her eyes wide, as she faced her family.

Andruil stepped forward and wrapped her arms around her giving a tight hug.

June did the same almost immediately afterward.

Sylaise squeezed her shoulders, and Elgar'nan gave her a single, hesitant pat on the back.

Lavellan ignored the twins and Ghilan'nain was given a look of dazed curiosity.

However when Mythal approached and gave her a kiss on the forehead-

Death and dying. Dead by those dearest to her-

She jumped away, as if her mother's touch burned her, Ni only just managed to meet the eyes of her family, "It is good to be home."