AN: Thank you for taking time to read, and review. I love reviews, they make me happy, so you get an extra chapter sooner than I thought. Also Chapter two is a little short, I was going to lump two and three together, but; I think I'll just put three up early. I also loved the City elf x Alistair pairing, so much more to work with; and angsty Alistair is so much more fun play with. Here's the next installment, Enjoy!

Ch 2: Old Friends

The next day dawned bright, and beautiful. The weather was warm, and the air was crisp. Kallian awoke feeling like a new woman. Talking to her father did a world of good. It really gave her new perspective on her life. Kallian had been so afraid of disappointing him, she was so convinced she could not go home again. She was so glad she had been wrong.

Kallian fingered the silver symbol around her neck; it was the last gift Alistair had given her, right before the landsmeet. That was before the 'well meaning' Arl had run her off. Kallian scowled at the thought of the old nobleman. It didn't matter to him what she and Alistair had meant to each other. Would it have mattered at all if she had been born human? She pinched the bridge of her nose, as a sea of 'if onlys' threatened to drown her. If only Calian had lived, would she and Alistair been free to be together? If only Nelaros had lived… If only they had been married last year…. Perhaps they would be expecting their own child. But, if her life hadn't crossed paths with Duncan, she wouldn't have met Alistair. It always came back to that. Even though it broke her heart, she was glad she had fallen in love with her templar.

A familiar voice broke her train of thought. "You are not an easy woman to find my friend."

"Wynne!" Kallian rushed to embrace the old mage. " I didn't think anyone was looking for me." She felt the older woman's piercing gaze on her. Wynne could tell much more with just a glance, she had a unique way of finding things out. Did she know already? If not, she would soon.

"You left so quickly my dear, not so much as a word." She gestured for her friend to sit, "Why did you leave, without a proper goodbye?"

Kallian nervously twisted her long braid, and sighed. " I had to Wynne, the good Arl made it very clear that I was not a 'suitable' match for Alistair. That he would be much happier with out me. I knew he would never move on if I was a factor, so I left before Alistair began to hate me as well." She shook her head, "Have you seen him?"

Wynne nodded with a sad look in her eyes. "Yes I have. He is quite distressed at your absence." Kallian's eyes darkened, as all the color drained from her face. "You didn't tell him did you?"

"No child, I did not. However I wondered why you have not."

Kallian put a protective hand over her rounded abdomen, and shook her head. "I couldn't Wynne, it wasn't even supposed to be possible. Then, when I found out, we still hadn't defeated the archdemon. Should I have told him then? No, I couldn't; I couldn't trap him like that. I love him too much to do that to him."

"But don't you think he should get a choice? Doesn't he deserve a chance to hold his child?"

Kallian shivered despite the warm afternoon. "I…I don't know Wynne. My child should know his father…. But, I don't think the lords of Fereldan would let him. If they knew they'd brand our child a bastard, and a half-breed. You know how they see the elves, unworthy, little more than dogs. I just can't help but wonder if I had been human, would they have left us alone?"

Wynne embraced the young woman, " I just don't know." She whispered as she silently cursed the group of nobles that had torn the two lovers apart.