Thank you to all who reviewed chapter 1! I appreciate hearing what you thought so much! Just one thing I wanted to point out to Neferit one thank you for the Connor thing I blanked every time I wrote it and went Conner but I fixed it thank you. But also Shale's name is spelt Shayle when you take her to the Anvil and find out she is a girl, since I like it a shayle for a girl I used that spelling. So yeah

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Chapter 2

Alyiria lay awake in her room as Timber slept protectively next to her, her mind had gone blank after hours and hours of torturing herself even though she knew logically it wasn't her fault, but she still cursed her magic abilities until her mouth grew dry and tired. Her eye lids felt heavy as she stared at the pitch black that surrounded her, she hadn't bothered changing out of her clothes as she lay on top of the sheets feeling the cold air all around her; her fatigue got the better of her and she soon drifted off to sleep.

Her door slowly creaked open as the light from the hallways streamed into her room like the sun engulfing night, she let out a small moan but her slumber wasn't disturbed; Cullen slowly walked into her room trying to keep his armor from clanging into anything, Timber's head lifted in an instant and a low growl came from within him.

"I'm just checking on her." He showed both hands to the war dog. "Just making sure she's fine." Timber sniffed the air for a moment before resting his head back down beside Alyiria.

He stared down at her for a moment, her dark black hair had grown longer then he'd remembered as it sprawled itself across her bed, she had gotten skinner as well, did they not feed Grey Wardens? He pulled out a spare blanket from the large dark wooden cabinet and took it over to her, he placed the blanket over the top of her so she was covered by something warm; part of her face was covered by hair, he hesitated with himself as he stared at her, she was almost just the same if not a little wiser. He gently pushed the hair out of her face, he noticed her tear-stained cheeks and smudged make up.

"Jake, take Cullen with you to collect the new mage would you?" A younger Greagoir called out to his Templar as he wondered around the tower. "I hear this one is a real fire cracker."

"Of course Sir." Jack answered with a bow of his head. "Aren't you lucky your father pulled some string to let you see how we work Cullen? You get to come and see the new mage; sometimes if they don't behave we can rough them up a bit. Not bad for a ten year old hey!"

"Yes sir." Cullen answered bowing his head in respect before following after the Templar.

"Hey Hawke, you heading over to get the new mage?" Jake called over to another Templar as he carelessly strolled down the corridors of the tower.

"You know it; it's a girl, Alyiria or something." Hawke answered as Jake quickened his pace to match Hawke's. "Burnt down her town."

"Mage's are scum, the maker had a cruel sense of humor when he made them boy." Jake glanced back at Cullen to make sure he was still following. "You can't trust them for a second."

"Let me go!" The young girl cried out as tears streamed down her face, her shoulder length black hair was messy and knotty, dirt covered her face and clothes as sores and blisters covered her feet from walking without shoes. Her light sky blue eyes landed on Cullen as strains of black hair clung to her face. "Let me go…"

"Take her to Irving; we must break her in before it's too late." Jake announced hand signaling her to be taken away.

Her eyes stayed planted on Cullen as his stayed on her, two tall men in large heavy armor grabbed either side of her arms and carried her off. Cullen's eyes then shot to the ground, she was yelling at them to let her go all the way down the corridor; then there was a louder deeper yell. "What in the maker!"

Jake bolted down the corridor as Cullen followed close behind him, his eyes set upon the girl standing alone biting her bottom lip, she looked over at him and gave him a small smile; it was then that he noticed the two small green frogs at either side of her. "Why weren't you're magic defenses up?" Jake scowled at the two frogs before storming up to the young girl, he raised his right hand and in a flash he had struck her down. "Next time you do that mage you will regret it." He raised his hand again ready to strike her again.

"That's enough Jake." Irving called out from down the hallway. "She is young and terrified; your Templars should have been prepared."

Cullen shook his head at the memory; she had been a difficult one too keep in line even from the start. She made more Templar friends then mage ones though, the Templars treated her differently and she was Irving's favorite so the other mages weren't very nice to her, besides Jowan, man Cullen hated him. "What are you doing?" Her voice was a whispered but Cullen jumped out of his skin all the same.

"Oh Miss Amell." He cleared his throat and stood up straight from his bent over position. "Irving asked me to check on you."

"You know its Ally." Her eyes looked up into his country brown ones. "I know why you're distant towards others after the mages took the tower… but why me?"

Cullen tore his eyes away from hers and looked towards the ground. "You set this place free, Miss Amell."

Alyiria sat up in an instant. "Cullen not all mages are evil! You know the reason they started this was because they were sick of being treated like crap!"

"They needed to be treated that way! You saw what they did to the other mages! The other Templars which were your friends as well as mine, all mages should be thrown into a pit and set alight!" Cullen's eyes widened once he realized what he had just said to her. "I'm…"

"Get out." Her voice was dangerous as she glared at him. "Now."

"I didn-"

"Get out!"

"Is everything alright?" Marcus asked uncomfortably from the doorway. "Ally?"

Cullen let out a low snarl turning his gaze to Marcus; she had already worked her magic on him. "I'm leaving now." He turned around and walk towards the door, staring down Marcus as he reached the door. "You should get to your quarters as well."

Marcus nodded at Cullen keeping his eyes forward, he nudged passed him and out of the room. Marcus looked at Alyiria as she stared down at her sheets. "You alright?"

"Yes… thank you… I think I'll just go to sleep now." Her voice was small as her eyes stayed focused on the sheet covering her, he was mad at her.

Marcus left the room shutting the door behind him the room became pitch black once more, Alyiria stared at the sheet for awhile before collapsing backwards and falling asleep once more.

Cullen stormed into Irving's office as the door crashed loudly into the wall, startling the old wizard. "Ah Cullen, is there something wrong?"

"I will not be looking after Miss Amell." He stated strongly slamming his fists down onto the desk at which Irving sat at.

"I see, did something happen?" Irving mused peering up at the fuming young Templar. "You used to be the best of friends." Cullen growled as he stared down at the old man. "Yes we knew that the two of you were close."

"I don't make friends with mages." Cullen hissed angrily turning around to pace up and down Irving's office.

Irving sighed at him before pushing himself up off his chair. "Cullen I understand you're anger from what happened during the circles upheaval, no one is more disappointed then me but it is in the past and I don't think it's fair to blame Miss Amell who saved us all."

"Why are you making me do this?"

"She desperately needs a friend." Irving spoke quickly before Cullen could start yelling again. "Some one she's known for a long time, remember that most of her friends died during the take over as well."

Cullen sighed deeply as he rubbed his forehead using his left hand. "Alright, not that I think she'll talk to me after what I said tonight. I will guard her safety and that's all."

"Good enough for now."

Alyiria sat in the back corner of the library book piles surrounded her like a sea; she had just celebrated her eighth birthday and had retired to the library like she normally did.

"Did you have a good birthday?" Hawke asked as he walked up to the young girl. "I have a present for you."

Alyiria grinned up at him as she attempted to get herself up out of the sea she had gotten herself into. "It was an okay birthday." She answered stumbling over books to get towards him. "The other children were only there because they had to be."

Hawke took a hold of her arm and helped her get the rest of the way across, she had something about her that made the Templars like her, she was funny and polite, did what she thought was right and when she got into trouble she accepted her punishments; but not only that, Alyiria would stop and talk to the Templars on duty. "It isn't much but I figured you'd like it." Hawke chuckled lightly passing her the wrapped present.

"Thank you Sir, although you didn't have too." She had a smile from ear to ear as she tore at the paper around the gift, a book; she let out a loud squeal and crashed into him giving him a large hug. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She squealed over and over again.

Hawke chuckled once more. "You don't even know which book yet dear girl!" He looked down at her as she looked back up at him with an 'ooooh'

"It wouldn't matter what book Sir, I appreciate it regardless." She grinned up at him before letting go of him.

"Cullen, come in here." Hawke called out towards the hallway as Alyiria turned around to look.

Cullen walked slowly into the room, he noticed Alyiria straight away and she noticed him just as quickly. "You were there when I came here." She smiled sweetly at him.

"Ye…yes I was… Cullen… That's my name." He rubbed the back of his neck and clearly looked nervous.

"Hello Cullen, I'm Ally." She smiled sweetly at him once more before placing her hand out for a hand shake.

Cullen hesitated for a moment but walked forward and took her hand into his. "…Well met…" He looked into her light sky blue eyes, her pale skin tone and midnight black hair made her eyes shine brighter.

"Cullen's training to be a Templar." Hawke informed her as they continued to stared at each other, hand shake still intact.

"I'll be looking forward to you joining our Circle… Sir Cullen…" Her smile brightened her amazing features as her eyes enchanted him. "It's always nice to have another friend."

"Come now Cullen let us go, Ally has a new book to read." Cullen and Alyiria held their hand shake and eye contact for a few seconds more until Hawke walked passed Cullen.

"Goodbye… Ally." He walked away slowly still enchanted by her eyes.

"Good bye Sir Cullen."

Alyiria jumped awake letting out a moan, she looked around to see Irving, Marcus and Cullen watching over her. "Were you watching me sleep?" She wrinkled her nose at the thought of the three men watching her.

"Yes Ally, we were getting ready to wake you up, three days of sleep seems to be enough for now."

"Three days?" Alyiria's face turned to confusion. "I was asleep for three days?"

"I figured you could use the sleep but Connor was worrying about you and why you hadn't come to see him." Irving answered. "But there is also a woman here to see you; she arrived not too long ago."

"I wanted to say goodbye." Leliana's sweet heavily accented voice filled the room. "I am off to the urn tomorrow."

"Oh Leliana I am so happy for you!" Alyiria grinned as she pulled herself off the bed, her legs felt like jelly as she stumbled slightly. "I hope you enjoy the thrill of it all over again."

Leliana pulled her into a big hug, taking in her sent one last time. "You have always smelt like wild flowers and honey." She giggled giving her a squeeze. "I will miss traveling with you. I was supposed to have left a while ago but I had to say goodbye."

"You too Leliana." She smiled at her friend before releasing her. "You better get on your way miss!"

Leliana grinned at her for a moment. "There is something… Here…" Leliana passed her a small envelope. "Its… it's from Alistair."

She froze for a second as his name shot through her, there was pain in her eyes for just a second but it was enough for Cullen to catch it. "I… see… Thank you Leliana."

"I love you, my good friend." Leliana kissed her on the cheek and then swiftly took her exit.

Alyiria held the small white envelop in her hands as her eyes stared across the room. "Are you alright?" Irving's caring old voice filled her ears causing her to turn her gaze to him.

"Of course Irving, what is it you needed me too do?" Alyiria asked throwing the envelope onto her over-sided bed. "I apologize for sleeping so long."

Irving smiled at her kindly. "That is no problem my child, Connor is expecting to become a power mage like yourself, but there is something I must be very strict on, the Templars still have the same rights as they did before."

Alyiria looked between Cullen and Marcus, both of whom had their eyes set on her. "I understand that already sir?" She replied in a confused tone. "I have always respected Templars."

"I know my dear but I have assigned Cullen and Marcus to be your watchers, they will go where ever you will and be with you at all time-"

"Are you serious? Here I thought risking my ass for this country would cut me a little slack!" She interrupted angrily placing her hands on her hips. "I don't need a baby sitter, two for this matter!"

"That is not you're decision Alyiria Lyna Amell." Alyiria puffed at the use of her full name. "Arl Teagan expressed his concern for your safety-"

"Remind me to kill Teagan." Alyiria interrupted once more running her fingers through her silky black hair in annoyance.

"And so did the king." Irving spoke slowly as he watched her every move, her eyes shot straight to the ground as the rest of her body seemed to freeze. "He asked that I look after you." She winced at this as she tilted her head down enough so that her hair would cover her face.

"Fine."

"You're hound is with Connor at the moment, I will leave you two with her then, look after her." Irving spoke to the two Templars before making his way towards the door; he stopped just next to Alyiria and reassuringly placed his hand on her shoulder. "She's special." He added another glance back at his two Templars, then left.

Alyiria closed her eyes and took a deep breath, her heart screamed at her to look at the envelope but her mind willed her not too she felt pathetic as her mind and heart battled inside of her. "Ally? Is everything okay?" Marcus asked kindly taking a step towards the young witch.

"Of course it is Marcus." Alyiria lied as she turned to face the young Templar with a fake smile. "I was just thinking about how much I missed my old traveling buddies." She was a good enough liar to fool Marcus as he sent a smile back at her.

"Marcus can you go get Connor, I'd like to talk to Miss Amell." Cullen turned to his junior with a serious look. "And that wasn't a request."

Marcus looked away nervously. "Of course Sir." He said quickly bowing his head then taking his exit.

Alyiria watched Marcus as he passed her and walk out of the room. "We've been friends for too long for you to think you could fool me with that load of lies." Cullen folded his arms as he stared at her.

Alyiria turned to look at him with a frown on her face. "So now we're friends are we?" She scoffed. "Three nights ago I was a mage to be thrown into a pit and burnt."

"I didn't mean it like that." Cullen replied trying to keep his voice calm. "I don't think of you as a mage."

Alyiria's face seemed to change from being annoyed to extremely angry. "I am a mage, Cullen. Wynne is a mage, Cullen. Connor is a mage Cu-"

"I get the point Alyiria." He snapped loudly causing her to jump in surprise. "But Uldred was a mage, his followers were mages, Jowan is a-"

"Leave him out of this Cullen! You don't know anything about what happened with him-"

"Oh and I suppose you do? You knew he was a blood mage when you helped him esca-"

"Shut up Cullen!... No I didn't know he was a blood mage! My only friend who didn't have the authority to kill me if I changed into a demon lied to me. He lied to me so easily, men just lie so easily don't they, like when you told me you'd never hurt m…" She stopped instantly feeling the ping of her heart her eyes filled with tears instantly as they over flowed just as fast. "Maker!" She cursed wiping her eyes wildly.

Cullen stared at her, for months now he has cursed every single mage he could, his hate for them was stronger then anything he had ever felt before, until this moment right now, his worry for this mage was stronger. "Ally…"

"Don't Ally me!" She snapped in frustration as her wet salty tears slid uncomfortably from her eyes. "You can't do this to me Cullen!"

"You need to tell me what's wrong." He pushed carefully taking a step closer to her, instantly she took a step back her eyes watched him carefully as her attempts to wipe away the tears failed. "Would you stop?"

Alyiria glared at him through water-fill eyes. "Bite me." She hissed immaturely turning around and running out the door.

Cullen sighed as he watched her run off he was frustrated and with everything that happened during the Mage take over and even more so with his confession of his infatuation with her, had she forgotten about that? A loud crash rang out through the corridors with the echo closely following it, Cullen ran out of the room as fast as he could towards the sound. "Ally I'm so sorry." Marcus said as he pushed himself up using his hands.

Marcus was on the floor in the middle of the hallway with Alyiria on top of him. "I feel like I just hit a stone wall." She dazed holding onto her head lying on his chest with their legs entangled with each others. "Don't apologize it was my fault…"

Marcus wrapped his arms around her waist and gently pulled her up into a sitting position. "I do apologize though, I should have moved faster." He sat her next to him and looked at her. "Oh maker I made you cry! I'm sorry."

"Oh… Don't worry about it Marcus." Alyiria took a glance back at Cullen who was staring at the two of them. "It wasn't your fault."

His arms were still wrapped around her waist as Alyiria turned her attention back to him and into his dark blue eyes. "Marcus where is Connor?" Cullen snapped causing Marcus to let go of her and jump to his feet all in two seconds.

"Eating lunch, sir. I told him to go to the library when he is finished to meet us there." He bowed his head to show respect as Alyiria rolled her eyes at Cullen.

Cullen nodded at him. "I'd like you to bring him up when he is ready, we'll meet you there."

"Yes sir." Marcus replied with the slightest scowl but did what he was told and left.

Cullen slowly walked up to Alyiria who was still sitting on the hard stone floor rubbing her forehead; he placed his hand out for her causing her to stare up at him. "Take it." He sighed holding his hand out. She looked up at his smooth large hand being held out for her, her eyes then traveled up his body then into his country brown eyes, she felt her heart sting the longer she made him wait. Her heart felt like it was in her throat as she slowly brought her hand up and took a hold of his, he pulled her up forgetting how light she had gotten and she was against his chest in one swift pull. Their hands were still entangled as Cullen had put his arm around her back as an instinct to protect her, her eyes were wide as she looked up at him, her breathing felt ridged, their faces were inches apart as their warm breath danced around each other. She was still shorter then him, the top her her head reached his chin. "I'm… I'm sorry… I … I didn't… didn't realize how light you were."

The pain she felt from Alistair leaving her dimmed as Cullen held her this way. "It's… fine."

He felt in a daze as her smell of wild flowers and honey filled his nose, her hair tickled his arm that was fastened around her back; she was as beautiful as he remember if not more so, his mind was racing as to what to do next. "Ally I didn't mean what I meant before…"

Alyiria sighed as she slowly pulled out of his hold. "I'll always be a mage Cullen." She looked at him for a second longer before tearing her eyes off him and walking away down the empty hallway.

She was mentally kicking herself as she slowly walked down the hallway, Alistair rejecting her after telling her how much he loved her had pushed her in to a deeper depression then she had ever thought possible for one to feel. 'He played you…' a chill struck through her as she closed her eyes and gasped. 'He should pay…' she stopped walking as goose bumps overwhelm her skin. 'Come…we shall make him pay together." The voice seemed to speak right into her ear causing her to shiver, she felt her legs grow weak and her breath shorten, she used the wall to lean against as she felt the decline in energy. "Go away." She growled out feeling her head spin. 'No one is ever going to want a mage you know…" Alyiria let out a growl as her legs collapsed under her forcing her to the floor her mind flickered to the thought that the voice was right, no one would want a mage. 'See you do know it… Come to me and we will make them pay…" She breathed heavily as she rested her head against the stone wall, what was this magic? Her vision blurred and her head felt like it was spinning. "No!" She yelled in between heavy breaths, her arms felt heavy as they dropped to either side of her. "Cullen!" She yelled as loud as she could as she felt herself slip away. "Cullen!" She tried to go louder feeling a sharp pain in the back of her throat, part of her didn't care what happened to her but another side of her was terrified of what was happening.

"Cullen!"

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