I awoke to the blinding sun that surrounded me. I tried to block the sunlight from my with my right my but it was to no use. It just was to bright. Slowly sitting up I heard Zevran chuckle in the background. "You should be more careful my Warden friend." I looked around to find myself laying in a wagon next to Alistair. Who was still out. Zevran was walking behind the wagon with my horse, as I turned to look behind me to see that Leliana was up front driving the wagon.

I tried to say some quick remark about how he should next time not use as much concentrated soilder's bane, but found that I couldn't talk. Which just made Zevran laugh even harder.

"It's the drugs my dear. They should ware off in a few minutes. But I must say you sleep like an angel." I glared at him but he continued to smirk at me. "Now you must be careful. The drugs tend to make people a little..."

A sudden urge to vomit came across my mind, as I scrambled to lean over the back edge of the wagon, emptying whatever I had eaten the previous day onto the road.

"...sick." Zevran moved out of the way, still laughing at my state.

"...Where...are..." I groaned, trying to overcome the side effects of the drug.

"We? Well, we are about half a day's journey from Highever."

I nodded, as I let my legs hang over the edge. My head still swam, making my stomach lurch again. Closing my eyes I wished that I didn't do that foolish act. I should have know Zevran would use too much, and that not all of it would be used by just one stabbing, and a quick wipe of the blade. I then opened my eyes again, and looked down the road. So peaceful without all the darkspawn crawling, and destroying everything. I could actually hear the birds singing in the trees that surrounded us, and for once felt a little at peace. I turned back around, and crawled to Alistair who was still sleeping. He was on his back, head facing where I was. I tried not to smile, not to think that this meant anything, but I couldn't help it. I hovered my fingers just above his nose to make sure that he was breathing. I felt little movement of air which made me smile. He looked so at peace, so...happy. A wave of guilt struck me then, and I looked away from his face. He didn't have a shirt on, as I guessed that they removed it once they got him into this wagon that I had bought, and hid in the Market, to quickly bandage him up.

"How bad was the injury?" I asked Leliana who's back was facing me.

"Was not very bad. Shallow, which was surprising because of you're performance last night." She slowed the team down, and quickly turned around to face me. She smiled then turned back around. "It is good to see you awake, and of course to see you my dear sister."

"Same here my friend." Smiling I crawled back to the edge of the wagon, and again put my feet over the edge. Grabbing the side of the wagon I pushed myself off, hitting the ground with my feet. My knees buckled a bit, but Zevran caught me and held me up.

"You should take it easy. The drug is not out of you're system."

"I will be...fine," I whispered. Which was better then the croak that I made earlier. "I need to stretch my legs...a bit." He nodded, and helped me to catch up with the wagon.

By nightfall we had reached the gates of Highever. At this time I was sitting up with Leliana and couldn't help but grin. It had been so long since I was last here, and I dearly missed my brother.

"Sister is that you? I wasn't expecting you for another day at least!"

"Fergus!" I jumped from the wagon and ran to my dear brother. When we embraced, he picked me up and swung me like he use to before the blight.

"It is so nice to see you dear sister!" He whispered, hugging me close. He was basically all I had left ever since that night.

"Same here! And how are you? How is Ashley?" I asked as our hug ended.

"She is doing fine...but I have heard some disturbing news about you." Fergus looked at me with concern.

"What about me?" I didn't think that the "murder" of Alistair could reach Highever so quickly.

"...well, I have heard that a young noble is trying to catch you're heart..."

"Not this again! Fergus I told you!" I laughed, play shoving him away from me. "You know as well as anyone else that I couldn't even consider marrying someone like him! You are just as bad as mother was!"

He smiled, and threw his arm around my shoulder. "Well dear sister...someone has to take up were she left off. Now come, bring you're friends in from this cold night and have some food!"

"We will, just let us take care of our things first." I slide under his arm, and walked back to the wagon. I needed to get Leliana, Zevran, and Alistair on their way as fast as they could to catch a ship that would take them to Orlais. A place where Alistair should be safe from the reach of the Queen, and a place to be among other Grey Wardens.

"You know...real food, and a comfy bed does sound nice..." spoke up Zevran as soon as I was in hearing distance.

"A bath does sound nice." Leliana looked at me with smile in her eyes.

"I see where this is going," I laughed pointing at the both of them. "I do not care if you guys decide to stay, but what I do care about is what if he wakes up? I don't think I am the person he really wants to see when he gets up."

"Don't worry the drug should at least keep him knocked out for another day or two."

I shook my head. "I just don't think it is a good idea. I bought him some time, but now..." I took a deep breath. "Now I think is the time where I stopped helping him. It is time that I moved on, and so does he. When we gets on that boat to Orlais he should be safe from anyone wanting to kill him here. Safe from Anora."

"But what about you? Anora isn't going to become sane all of a sudden. You might as well come with us." Leliana knew that I wasn't going to safe in Ferelden much longer. The Queen was getting more, and more mad for reasons unknown. Just like her father...

"I would, but Alistair...no. I cannot I am sorry." I held out my hands in an apology. I smiled as I asked Zevran, "You are sure that the drug will keep him out for the night?"

"It has been such a long time since I have seen you laughing," whispered Leliana as we walked to our rooms after dinner.

"It has been a long time since I have had the pleasure of being in the company that I love." Our walk became slow, and I didn't care. It had been ages since Leliana and I talked like this, or talked at all.

"You know...he still loves you..." spoke Leliana after a while of silence.

"And how do you know of this?" I said as gently as I could. I could feel the happiness being sucked out of the hall that we were in. This was not the time to talk of this.

"He says you're name often when he sleeps."

"So...you and he..."

"No no! Maker's breath!" Leliana cried throwing her hands up in front of her. I stopped and looked at her with my eyebrow raised. "I mean after he drinks, alot, and I have to carry him to his bed. He talks to me, as if I were you."

"And...wh-what does he say?" Did I really want to know what he has to say about me? That I am a whore, a worthless piece of trash?

She smiled and started to walk again. "He says that he still loves you."

"Is that it?" I asked, mentally chastising myself into thinking that there was more. He was the same Alistair that I knew before.

"No..." she giggled. "He actually asked if you would marry him."

"And are you sure he wasn't asking you?"

"Is my name Arleta?"

This stopped me in my tracks. "He didn't...you're making this up."

"Why would I be-?"

I leaned against the wall with my left arm, as I felt my heart skip a beat.

"Are you alright Arleta?"

"I-I think so..." I started to stand again when it happened again. This time I fell to my knees. Something wasn't right...no...it couldn't be!

"Leliana listen to me! You must wake Alistair up and..ugh!" I leaned forward as soon as pain burst through me. It felt as though someone just ran a sword through me. I could hardly breathe. "You must...tell him...that..." Blackness started to creep into my mind, I could feel cold hands wrap slowly start to wrap their fingers around my throat.

"...you...must...tell...him..."

I couldn't hear what she was screaming, I was losing control of my mind. Suddenly I was thrown against the wall, both of my arms, pinned to either side of me.

Ah...so this is a Grey Warden...interesting.

"Tell him...Maleficar..."

That was when I felt my head being smashed into the wall, sending me back into the fade.