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With preparations started to take on Corypheus in motion there wasn't much left for Solas to do, but wait for the battle to begin. He honestly wasn't sure that Ellana was even going to invite him to fight with her. Things had been tense between him and the woman he had only recently realized was his daughter. Myna had forced all of them to sit down and have a chat over the different ways to remove the anchor, scolding the two of them for even thinking of cutting Ellana's arm off. Neither Ven nor Ellana thought that Solas should have been there while their mother chastised them. Ven outright left claiming that he wasn't going to have Solas play parent when he caused this mess in the first place. Ellana had remained stoically silent, but made no move to acknowledge anything either of them said.

Ellana had made no move since to interact with Solas. Though, it more than likely had to do with the fact that she spent all her time with her advisors planning the final strike against an evil Tevinter Magister. Ellana didn't have time to speak with Solas or anyone outside the War Room.

Fenris even seemed to be at a loss of what to do with their irate Inquisitor. He seemed to settle for dinners with her in the great hall where she'd fall asleep on his shoulder.

Ellana spent nearly all her time with her Advisors and then after they'd leave her mother would pull her aside and speak with her for hours. Myna had been teaching Morrigan how to transform herself into a dragon. The woman was hellbent on learning what she could to assist the Inquisition, it was her formal punishment for attempting to betray them by stealing the power of the well for herself. Myna was more than happy to teach Morrigan until she collapsed, each and everyday.

That was the only thing that really brought a smile to Ellana's face these days was hearing about how miserable the witch was at any time. Though, Ellana was always kind to Morrigan's son. She had a soft spot for children and always gave him a sweet from the kitchen when she passed by the gardens. It wasn't until late in the evening a few days before their final battle was Solas shaken awake by Myna, who looked like she had just woken up herself.

"Solas, get out of the fade and wake up," she grumbled in Elven her long hair disheveled, the top button of her armor undone.

"What is it?" Solas asked he pulled himself up, reaching for his shirt. He noticed Myna pointedly avoiding looking at him before answering.

"The witch's son wandered into an Eluvian and the woman foolishly ran in after him. Ellana wants our help looking for the both of them. I could feel foreign magic in the air around the boy's room. If I didn't know any better, I'd say it was my mother's. I just hope that I'm wrong, otherwise, we could be falling prey to one of her many traps," she replied as he got the last of him armor on and slung his staff over his shoulder.

It felt odd, going into battle with Myna again. They had been kept separate for the past few weeks. He knew that Ellana was worried that they would fight and, in the process, level Skyhold. Solas thought that she was worrying for nothing, but with the barely controlled magic rolling off of Myna at the moment, maybe Ellana's concern wasn't as misplaced as Solas had originally thought.

"Are you positive that it was Mythal?"

The glare that was sent his way was enough to stop him from asking a follow up question. There was no way that she would forget her mother's magic.

The two made their way through Skyhold quickly, only stopping when Ven jogged over to them, ready for battle, his eyes alight at the thought of a battle to come.

Ellana met with the three of them in room with the Eluvian. The Spymaster was there, explaining the situation to Ellana as best she could. "I'm going to bring both of them back, Leliana. I have two experts at Elven lore and the fade." The Spymaster nodded as the four of them stepped through the Eluvian and into the world that Kieran had opened.

It figured that it would be the fade.

"And we're in the fade…again. Bloody-fuck-shit. There better not be any fear demons roaming around," Ellana swore, kicking a rock halfway across a floating pond. The way she easily slipped into Elven brought a small smile to Solas' face. It seemed that when she was with her family, common tongue wasn't her first choice. It's no wonder her voice had such an odd lilt to it if it hadn't been her first language to begin with.

"Oh, come on. This is fascinating! How often can someone saw that they've physically been in the fade? This is what, your third time? Sister, you can't really be upset about this!" Ven said with a dramatic roll of his eyes as he took in the sights before him. Ven seemed to be taking this in stride and Solas admired his sense of adventure.

Myna snapped her fingers between the twins, causing them to separate and stop bickering. "That's enough. I'll track the child down. He couldn't have wandered too far…make sure that nothing disturbs my casting," Myna told them before she closed her eyes and began to concentrate her magic. She had only just begun the ritual when Morrigan came sprinting down the horizon, her eyes wild, magic sparking on her finger tips. She looked harried and worried, emotions that Solas wasn't used to seeing on the woman's face. It was one of the first times that he had seen her express any kind of emotion, save arrogance.

When she saw the four of them, she stopped, taking in their appearance and continued to advance on them, albeit, in a less threatening manner. Morrigan's magic seemed to have calmed some. She seemed almost hopeful when her eyes landed on Ellana and the glowing make on her hand.

"What are you doing here?" Morrigan asked, directing the question at Ellana and ignoring the rest of her rescue party.

Ellana straightened, her hand moving away from her daggers. "Leliana told me that your son had gone missing. I'm here to help find him with some experts on fade magic and lore."

The witch looked like she had swallowed something foul when her eyes landed on Myna. His old Spymaster had gained yet another enemy with her infamous charms. How she had lasted so long in court was beyond Solas. Though, the witch didn't seem all that pleased to see any of them, save for Ellana.

Morrigan glanced over towards Myna who had her eyes closed as she chanted in Elven so old, Morrigan had no hope of recognizing it. The ritual that Myna was using was ancient, even by Solas' standards. It was one that took nearly a hundred years to learn, but only took a few minutes to cast. There were nuisances to it, that, if done incorrectly, could level entire cities.

It was a tracking spell, one that can only be learned by certain bloodlines of the Pantheon and it can only be used on magical beings. The spell was extremely specific, but very helpful in locating wayward children or, in the Pantheon's case, call back salves or family members that had disobeyed them and give out punishments for their defiance.

"What is she doing, Inquisitor?"

Ellana bit her lip, obviously thinking over her response. Would she tell that Witch the truth or a boldface lie? Did Ellana even know the spell that her mother was using? "It's a tracking spell. We're here to find your son. We're in the fade, so he could literally be anywhere. With this we'll be able to find him quickly."

"I've never heard of a spell that could do that…"

No, she wouldn't have, not without discussing it with a fade spirit old enough to recognize Solas and Myna for who they truly were.

Myna's eyes opened, and a bright flash of grey passed through the area, blinding them for a moment before she pointed to the east. "He's over the ridge and from what I can tell unharmed, but he isn't alone."

Morrigan sagged in relief and Ellana pulled out her daggers just in case there was any altercations on their way through the fade to save the witch's child. With Myna's guidance it didn't take long to find Kieran, but it was the woman that he was standing next to that had Solas stagger back slightly.

Mythal.

Sorry for the cliffhanger. I didn't actually get to finish editing this chapter, so the other 3000 words that are a part of this scene will be next week's chapter. I got my eyes dilated yesterday and, despite being told it would go away, left my eyes hurting and unfocused all day long. Then again, I've never had good reactions to getting my eyes dilated, so it might just be my eyes that have that kind of reaction.

Anyway, what do you all think is going to happen next? I have it all written out, but oh boy, does it need to be edited and hammered out more. It's a mess that is going to need to be changed up big time. You know, I still haven't written an ending for this story. I'm playing with two different ideas, and I'm not sure of a certain character's fate at the end of the story. There are two ways it could go and I'm not sure whether I want you all to hate me or love me.

Regardless, the big confrontation with Mythal is coming up. How will Solas react at seeing his thought to be dead friend using a human as a vessel for her soul?

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See you all next Friday,

Animerocker