Yes I know I promised you guys the sixth chapter of "another tale" but I kind of accidentally deleted chapter six and since chapters two and three were already done I decided to upload those. So sorry.

Chapter 2

Hawke's POV

A moment later the door shuts and I hear the sound of a lock. I immediately snap out of the complacent nature I had used and rub my hand against my chest. Taking heaving breaths I take a peak down my tunic to see a bruise already starting to form. All of my self control had gone into staying calm. Both during the lashings and Fenris' questioning. I had almost given away my plan and I had certainly leaked too much info. The sound of a cheerful whistle catches my ears and I haul myself up and walk over to the barred window. Outside, a good distance away, was Sebastian, prince of Starkhaven. And he was watching the walls of this new prison of mine.

Reaching under my ruined tunic I pull out a red scarf and tie it around the very bottom of the window. Ducking down an arrow zips into the window a moment later. As it pinks against the wall I stand up and untie the note attached. 'Are you safe?' A yes or no question, a tactic we would rely on for messages if this plan was to work. I tore up the message quickly and reached out the window, tossing the paper up for yes.

I watch as Sebastian quickly walks away after I toss the arrow back out the window for Isabela to pick up later. Slouching against the wall I let myself come to rest on the pallet lying on the floor. The room was small and cold, expected for a slave. Resting my head on the wall I close my eyes and drift off.

It only felt like moments before the feeling of someone kicking my foot gently woke me up. Glancing up I notice Fenris with a tray of food. He had a difficult look on his handsome face as he placed the tray next to me. He sits across from me and stares. "You make no sense."

"Nope." I reply shortly before picking up the bread on the tray and taking a bite, resuming my complacent tactic.

"From what I gather from your words you seem like someone fighting in the war against Tevinter but you somehow managed to end up in slave's chains."

"I chose the chains." His eyes widen a little and he pulls his eyebrows together. "Although I can say I didn't plan on being sold to the infamous Danarius."

"But how do you plan to do anything in your position?" He asks as I take a drink of water.

"All part of the grand plan. I can say no more on this matter since I was forbid to talk of it to anyone I didn't trust or anyone who didn't trust me." He frowns slightly and looks to his knees.

"Do you trust me?" It was quiet and more of a question to himself then to me.

"I do. Here, I'm not hungry anymore." I hand him the rest of the loaf I had and the half of the water I didn't drink. By the looks of it he needed more to eat.

"But why? We don't know each other." I rest my head back on the wall.

"Because when I was being bought I saw truth in your eyes. It is the people who speak the truth that deserve respect the most." I quote. It was something my father had always said. Too bad it was the other way around for the better part of the time.

"I'm... sorry… About your tunic." I shrug, the ruined cloth shifting over my shoulders.

"You had no choice. It's not your fault." I reply and he stands up. A moment later someone knocks on the door then it swings wide open. A burly dwarf with a thick beard steps through. His dark eyes look at me like I was lower than the dirt he walked on. Danarius walks in behind him and Fenris steps over to stand by his side. The magister cocks an eyebrow and I splay myself at his feet. "Is there anything the master wishes of me?" I ask in the calmest voice I could manage.

"Due to the fashion in which you've been handled my personal blacksmith Brogan will see to it you are outfitted with armor. Make sure it's something tasteful." He directs at the dwarf. "Meanwhile we will see your skill with the sword and shield you tell me you can use." The tone in his voice pricked my ears, forewarning something I would not enjoy. I gather my frayed tunic about my shoulders and follow them out, Fenris falling into step next to me.

Moments later we were standing in an armory. Fenris grabs hold of me and tugs me forward, stopping me in front of leather armor. "No, no Fenris. Why not something more... revealing." I almost didn't catch the small disgusted sigh the white haired elf made as he led me to a box. Saving him the trouble I reach in and pull out a kilt and a leather breast band. So master was a pervert. Hiding my own disgust I half turn towards Danarius who had pulled up a seat. He motions for me to get dressed and I bite the inside of my lip, swallowing my pride.

Deciding it was better to take things off quickly rather than dragging it out I strip and pull on the 'armor'. I did not miss the appreciative whistle Danarius made. "Tell me Khione, have you ever slept with anyone?"

"Yes master." I prayed he didn't catch the lie. Disappointment made its way across his face at my answer but it was quickly gone.

"No matter. I was thinking about just giving you to Fenris here. A bath is in order first though. But before that a test of your skills." The dwarf passes me an old wooden shield and a plain sword. I'm led outside to a dirt ring where I notice two familiar faces sitting in somewhat crowded stands. Prince Sebastian of Starkhaven and the new Knight-Commander Cullen. Both seemed to be listening to the others around them, their faces showing that they didn't enjoy what was going to happen.

A glance around tells me I was alone. A moment later a male elf steps out, flashing two daggers in his hands. Without a warning he flies forward and I roll to the side, smacking him away with my shield. He vanishes a second later and I stand still, waiting. Footsteps sound behind me and I fling out my sword. The sneaky illusion falls as I pull my sword from the rogue's middle, blood leaks from between his fingers as he kneels on the floor. Twirling my sword I aim at his head, cleaving it from his shoulders.

The sound of a whistle makes me turn to see a warrior with an ax flying right at me. Using the Antivan dancing I had learned I spin to the side, my sword making a gaping wound across his belly. A backwards thrust through his shoulder and out his chest guarantees my victory and another whistle sounds.

A bright fireball explodes over my head and I look around to see a Mage aiming another spell at me. Dancing and weaving across the sand pit I slowly make my way towards her, making her think I wasn't all that quick. As I finally drew close enough I charge forward, stabbing my sword up and under. Concentrating my will I bring up training a Templar had taught me and use it to make the sword explode with energy, creating a hole in the Mage.

By now I was breathing heavy, waiting for a third whistle which wasn't coming. My eyes lock on Danarius who was conversing with several people. Once the thudding in my head died down I could hear them clearly.

"Surely you don't need another bodyguard. Let me buy her." One of them asked.

"If he sells to anyone it won't be you. He should sell her to me; I'll pay double your price." Another says.

"I'll double the price Danarius paid for her." A third one jumps in.

"Danarius be reasonable. I'll pay triple for what you paid." Another one adds. Danarius holds up his hands, smile on his lips.

"Men, Khione is not for sale. Come along Fenris." Danarius says as he gets up. The white haired elf does as he's bid and my master steps into the ring. Fenris' eyes told me I best avert mine but I decide to do one better and fall in the sand, bowing at my master's feet. "Now Khione, there's no need for such a display." Danarius says but his tone told me otherwise.

I get up after an appropriate time and Danarius motions me forward. "Yes, I know exactly what I'll do with you." He says as he starts walking away.

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Night had fallen quiet some time ago and I had been moved to a room on the other side of Fenris'. This one was drastically different from the other one. It had a bed, carpets, and a fireplace. It wasn't luxurious like the mansion I had left in Kirkwall for this endeavor but I wouldn't complain. There was a knock on the door and Fenris walks in, bearing another tray. This time it had meat as well as bread and a bottle of wine.

"You impressed Danarius today. For such you get rewards." He said in a bored voice. I scoot over from where I was sitting on the bed and pat it for him to sit down. He does so cautiously and hands me the tray. "You lied." He states after awhile.

"About what?" I ask as I take a bite from the meat. It was tough and stringy but it was still meat. Fenris looks at me directly.

"You told him you slept with people before. Danarius might not have caught it but by the way you got dressed I did." I gulp, finding it hard to swallow. It was always so when I got caught in a lie. But I had not been willing to tell Danarius I was a virgin. Otherwise I would no doubt be in his bedchamber currently.

"I guess this leaves me in a difficult situation." I say as I glance down quickly. Suddenly the cloth on my kilt was very interesting.

"Meaning if Danarius finds out your lie he'll wonder what else you lied about and then your plan truly will by ruined." He finishes for me. I rip the meat in half as well as the bread and shove it over to him. Just like earlier he hesitantly reaches out and takes it. We finish eating in silence and soon Fenris steps out to leave me alone with my thoughts.

A/N

Okay, just so everyone knows I'm going to be throwing the POVs around all over the place rather than do one chapter in one POV then the next chapter in the next POV.

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