Zevran succeeded persuade the guard that he was in Fort Drakon for a delivery.
They stood in the reception room, waiting for the captain to accept them to enter.
This was done easily by Zevran's wicked tongue and Wynne's fast thinking.
"Wynne, where do you think she is held?" he said when they were walking through the large hallway into the main hall.
"I have no idea."
Fort Drakon was big. Big grand windows on both sides, letting sunshine in. He saw a young female sergeant guarding a big door in the far corner of the room. It must be that way. He didn't know why, but his instincts felt right. He must lure her away without having an entire army chopping them to pieces.
"Zevran this is hardly the time to achieve your own fiendish goals" Wynne scowled
"Tsk, tsk. My dear, I'm hurt. No, that's not why I was watching her. Watch this." Both Leliana and Wynne rolled their eyes. He sniggered at them. He approached the sergeant.
"State your business!"
"This is a crime!"
"What is?"
"That you, a fair and beautiful woman, in her best age is left to guard a door!"
The guard raised her eyebrows.
"In Antiva you've would have been worshipped by men wherever you went, and been treated like a queen! But i suspect that your care for this door will reward you some day."
"Really? A queen?"
"Yes, yes. They would dress you up in the finest dresses and jewels, and you would have many servants at your disposal, fulfilling your every wish!"
She looked excited.
"I think I'm going...home now. Thank your for your enlightenment. Someone else can guard the stupid door!"
Zevran chuckled. Wynne and Leliana had both their arms crossed.
"What? I told you I have a talent!"
"I can't believe she fell for it!" Wynne frowned
"Let's get our Warden out of here." Zevran smirked.
When they came in, the path only leaded to two doors.
Zevran stood in front of the big wooden door. He could have sworn he heard screaming from within. He lockpicked the door and opened it.
He did not believe what met his eyes. Six men were standing there, five guards that were putting their armor on. He saw a man that looked like a noble, judging by the clothes he had in his arms. Zevran saw a destroyed body lying on the ground, naked and bloody in the cell behind the men.
He could not tell if it was Diana. He felt something growing within him, pure wrath. Leliana had an arrow fixed upon the noble
"Come any closer and I will fire!"
Zevran looked at the body, he wanted to know if it was her.
Then men stood still.
"Don't Leliana. Kill them all where they stand!" he hissed "except the naked noble if you please."
Leliana didn't question, she shot all of the guards down.
The man had not noticed their presence until the guards were dead.
"Leliana, can you keep this man from running away?" Zevran said through gritted teeth.
"Of course." She nooded
She looked down on the dead guards.
"To quick a death if you ask me!" Leliana scowled.
Zevran rushed towards the prison. He saw her now, it was Diana, she'd been beaten badly, and was bleeding from several places and had no clothes on her. He could not get the door open.
Diana, don't be dead, I beg you.
"WHERE'S THE KEY?!" He screamed, Wynne searched through the guards bodies and handed a bloody key to Zevran. He unlocked and rushed in. He took her in his arms, pulling her hair away from her bloody, bruised face. The men have tainted her with their disgusting odor, he couldn't smell her fragrance. She opened her eyes.
"Zev?" she was weak. He saw her hand lifting up trying to touch his face. He took her hand, and embraced it. "I'm here. I'm sorry, I didn't come sooner..." His voice cracked. She looked at him, "Zev...I can't feel my legs, I'm so cold...."
He looked down on her legs, besides all the blood, he saw two large wounds on both thighs.
He never seen a person this badly hurt, and he had seen a lot of torture in his time, most of them done by himself.
"Zevran let her go." Wynne tried to explain "Lay her on the ground and I will try to heal her wounds."
"try to?" He whispered.
"I will do my best" She put an hand on his shoulder.
Zevran nodded and let go of the Warden.
"I need to find something to put on her."
"Leave that to me!" Leliana said
She pulled a blanket under her armor.
"You never know when you need one," and handed it to Zevran.
Wynne placed both her hands a few inches from Diana's body, a blue magical beam erupted from her hands, covering her body.
Zevran faced the man who had Leliana's dagger fixed upon his throat.
"So you thought you could have fun with our friend here, hmm? Destroy her entire body while doing so, not to speak of her mind. I hate men that take advantage of women. It is the most pathetic thing a man can do!" Zevran said with an icy tone, sitting close to the man.
"Ple...please, don't hurt me. I'll do anything!"
He saw Leliana's dagger pressed more agains't the man's throat, so blood was dripping.
"Why should we show mercy to someone that handle women like vermin!" her voice was angry.
"She...I...I am Vaughan, the arl of Denerim! I will reward you greatly if you let me go."
"The arl is dead. No one else has been announced," Zevran hissed.
"Please." The man's voice stuttered and he was shaking.
Zevran closed in on Vaughan.
"You hurt someone I care for deeply. The only thing I want is that the same thing is sought upon you."
Vaughan's scared eyes just grew bigger.
Zevran pulled out his dagger, spread the man's legs, Vaughan started to scream. Zevran cut of his manly parts. Blood covering his face.
"Now my friend, you will never hurt any women again." He grinned
"Open your mouth!" He commanded.
Vaughan trembled but did as he was told.
Zevran pressed his organ in his mouth and slit his throat.
"She's badly hurt! We need to get her to the estate as soon as possible. I can't focus my magic" He heard Wynne say, and he ran to Diana.
When the blue magic faded, Zevran covered her body in the blanket, pulling her close to him. "Zev..."
"Shh, my dear, do not tire yourself out. You are in safe hands now." softly putting a finger on her lips.
Whispering in her ear "I will never let you go again!" She tried to smile but fell unconscious.
He took her in his arms. On the way they saw her armor and swords. Leliana took care of them.
Back at the estate, He saw Alistair hurrying towards them. When he saw Diana and Zevran both covered in blood, he went pale. "What happened?" Zevran ignored his question and went to her room, placing her in the bed and tucked her under the covers. He left the blanket around her. Wynne had come in after him, "call for Morrigan." she said. "She's no healer but I will need all the help I can get!" Zevran nodded, he didn't want to leave her. "She's in good care now, Zevran." Wynne took his hand. "I need to be alone with Morrigan!" He stood up, and went out, looking for the witch. Two minutes later Morrigan and Wynne tried to heal Diana behind closed doors. Zevran stood outside the door. Alistair tried to get an answer from him, but he refused to talk.
He was angry, at who? At himself, why did he let her go? They should have stayed and fought. Or if he had been quicker rescuing her, nothing would have happened!
He was furious with those men, taking advantage of a woman at her weakest moment. He pressed his knuckles so tight, blood started to run down his hands. No doubt the noble fooled those guards when Howe died. In all the confusion, the idea did not sound insane.
He couldn't think of it anymore. He just wanted her to be safe. What if Wynne wasn't able to heal her? His stomach twisted at the very thought.
No that will not happen!
He hit the wall next to him in fury, causing more wounds. He never felt this helpless in his entire life.
Alistair looked at him.
"What happened Zevran?"
"I do not wish to talk about it!" He snapped back.
"Is kadan badly hurt?" The giant qunari asked
Zevran nodded.
Sten bowed in response.
Arl Eamon and the queen hurried over to Zevran.
"We had word that you were back!" Eamon said
"How is she?" Anora asked
"How is she?" Zevran hissed at her, and closed in on Anora. His hands were trembling, the anger he had boiling inside was because of the woman in front of him. "You threw her in the lion's gap, and she almost died. How do you think she's doing? Because you were a coward, our fair Grey Warden has been badly damaged" He punched Anora in the face, "Do not ever talk to her again. If you attempt anything, or try to get her help again I will kill you!" his cold voice continued.
He went outside for fresh air.
He sat down on the bench in the garden, Diana's mabari had been following him and was sitting in front of him. He whined.
Zev chuckled.
"Do not worry my dear friend, she will recover."
He barked happily
"she has to..." He said softly and petted Troy.