Dragon 9:25, 12th Haring

Mahria woke up in the morning still nestled in Loghain's strong arms. She didn't move even a bit as she didn't want to wake him up. His calm, regular breath made her smile. She enjoyed waking up before him to just hear his breath. She loved to look at his peaceful, sleeping face. Carefully she reached to it with her fingers. Trailing his temple and cheek with soft touch. 'How could I do such terrible thing to you, ma vhenan?' Her other hand was resting on his chest. She moved it slowly to his heart. It also was breathing regularly, with strong beats. 'You are so strong, so proud. How could you fall in love with such crazy and stupid woman as I?' She sighed lightly, still regarding him with care and love.

'You're watching me asleep again?' He murmured and when he did so, she trembled from surprise. Loghain embraced her firmer.

'You are sooo mean!' She giggled and hit his chest lightly. 'You caught me. I was. I can't take eyes from your handsome face.' He opened one eye to look at her. But soon he closed it.

'Stop it. I won't believe in those flatteries. You are terrible liar.' Loghain grabbed her by her waist and moved closer to him. Then he opened his eyes and looked into hers.

'I'm not lying. I won't ever lie to you.' Mahria kissed tip of his nose. He rose his eyebrow and sighed. Then he claimed her lips with his. When they broke a kiss Mahria smiled at him. 'What a pleasurable morning. But tell me… why I'm naked and you are still in your clothes. I do not approve such debauchery in my bed. Strip.' She took cover from her and moved from him to sat on the bed with her hands crossed.

'What?' He looked at her with shock.

'I said strip.' She commanded him. 'I don't want you sleeping in your clothes in my bed. You can only wear bedclothes… but I prefer you wore nothing.' Mahria looked at him with mischievous smile.

'Your bed.' He chuckled at that statement. He started to unbutton his tunic still looking at his wife. 'I completely forgot that my Invader really like to oppress me in MY bed.' When he finished with buttons he spread parts of the tunic revealing his muscled chest and abs. Mahria swallowed heavily at this sight and bit her lips. 'Who would have guessed that this body of mine would cause such young woman to drool all over her.'

'I'm not drooling! Stop, Mac Tir, don't move now.' Loghain looked at her with curiosity as he stopped taking his garment off. Mahria moved to him and placed her hands on his chest. She trailed scars and shapes of his muscles with her fingers just to bend and start to lick it with her small tongue. She loved those scars, this body so much. 'Mmm… I adore your chest, my dear husband. And those stomach muscles… mmm… no wonder I drool. Take it off.' She tugged the tunic and soon his upper body was bare. Then Mahria moved to his back, again she trailed scars on his skin, her fingers trailed his muscles as she leaned to lick his spine from the bottom upward. That made him shiver. When she reached Loghain's neck she hugged him from behind. Her soft and hot skin was such pleasurable sensation on his back. 'Do you want to exercise a bit?' Mahria whispered to his ear. 'Lazy morning exercises' was what she called their lovemaking in the morning. He didn't replied, he just took her with a smirk on his face. His lecherous wife was back with him and that made him happy beyond understanding. After they finished they laid on the bed, embraced, stroking one another arms.

'We need to talk, Mahria. I go-'

'I'm really sorry about my behaviour with you lately. Trust me, I won't distance myself from you ever again.' She started to apologize before Loghain could finish his talk.

'Mahria, you don't have to apologize. I understand. Gareth and Ailis are your first children. No wonder you wanted to be with them all the time. I also want to be with them but I have work… and I'm happy you came to me at last. But that's not what I wanted to talk to you about.' Loghain serious voice confused Mahria. 'I got letter from Maric.'

'Something's wrong?'

'Listen to me, now. I need to tell you something. That's important.' He paused and let a sigh. He wanted to know Mahria's opinion about Alistair as Maric wrote to him that he took his younger son from Chantry Monastery to Denerim. 'Maric hadn't gone to Denerim after he left Gwaren. He went to Redcliffe to take his son from there.'

'Cailan was in Redcliffe?'

'No… his second son, Alistair.' Mahria pulled herself up and turned her shocked face at her husband.

'What?! Maric has a second son?'

'Yes. Alistair was raised by Eamon. I personally suggested that. And now Maric took him to Denerim. He wrote that he wanted to change his ways with his sons. He distanced from Cailan himself after Rowan death. I had to rise him in his stead. But after Morrigan appeared… he changed. He became more like a father to Cailan. And now he took care of Alistair… what do you think about that?' Mahria regarded him for a moment then pulled up to lean on the headrest. She patted her laps as a sign for Loghain to lay his head. He did so and she started to unplait his braid. After a while she had spoken to him.

'That will make huge political stir.' Loghain smirked at her replay. He was certain she will reach correct conclusions. She was so smart. 'Maric… no… we will have to take care of him. Just imagine what if some nobles would convince Alistair to take the throne for himself. That would probably lead to civil war. He doesn't know how politics works. He would be easily influenced. And you said he was raised by Eamon, yes? Maker's breath… that's even make a bigger problem. Eamon would like to regain his power at Landsmeet.' Woman sighed as she finished unplait his braid. She combed his hair with her fingers and started to braid it again.

'Did I tell you how smart you are? And how much I love your intelligence?'

'Not yet.' She giggled for a moment then started to think again. After a moment she spoke. 'And here I thought that you will go to Landsmeet in the spring and return to Gwaren shortly after. Now I think both of us have to go. No… I'm certain of it.'

'Your intelligence is so impressive that I feel stupid now. I thought I'll have to beg you to go.'

'You don't have to beg about anything, ma vhenan. But let's change subject now… I… I really liked your manners with me last night.' Loghain turned his head slightly to look at her. She was blushing and avoided his gaze.

'What you mean by that…?'

'I liked how you… commanded me… to look… to do what you wanted. Normally when I give you orders in bed it's just play, but… you were serious and… Loghain, Maker's breath, do that more often.' She turned her head to the windows with even deeper blush.

'Oh. I remember that some beautiful Lady told me before our marriage that she doesn't want to be ordered around. Yet now she's telling me to give her orders. So you don't want to be Invader anymore? You want to be my slave?' He chuckled lightly. Mahria always surprised him in most unexpected way.

'Not a slave… you can be usurper. Of my bed, that is. But still I won't allow to be commanded outside of our bedchamber, mind me.' She pulled his braid in punishment.

'Ouch, how can I be usurper when you acting like that. What a crazy woman. So… maybe one of those nights I'll put on my armor…? I recall you said something about role-playing.' As he said that they both started to laugh. 'Nevertheless… we need to get up, Teyrna. Let's go to eat something and then I want to spend some time with you and twins. I don't have much to do today. Ah, I like winter so much.'

Dragon 9:25, 27th Haring

TWINS ROOM

Mahria really changed her attitude toward twins and her husband. Now she spent every night with him. And during the day Loghain always had an hour or two to spent with her, Gareth and Ailis. Twins had three months already and they started to observe people around them with interest. It was evening and Mahria was in their room. They were already fed and now she was lying with twins on the bed and played with them. Eleonora was sitting in the rocking chair, observing her daughter and grandchildren with warm smile. Faint knocking emerged behind the doors and soon they were opened. Loghain appeared in the room with a faint smile. His face was showing exhaustion. 'How is the situation?' He looked around then came closer to twins. In an instant they moved their still shaky gaze onto their father. Everytime he appeared in their vision they locked their eyes on him. No one else mattered.

'It's stably… as you see, as soon as you appear, both Gareth and Ailis forgets about me.' Mahria smirked. Loghain took Ailis to his arms and leaned to kiss her forehead. He always hugged her first.

'If you are here, Loghain, I can go rest. Call maids when you will finish here, Mahria.' Eleonora ordered but Mahria only sighed at that.

'I know, mother. Every day you repeat same thing. Stop, it's getting boring. Good night.' Eleonora approached Loghain to place soft kiss on Ailis cheek then moved to Gareth to do the same.

'Good night, all of you.' Then she left, leaving Mac Tirs alone. Loghain looked as she closed the doors then leaned to Ailis again.

'Look, princess, your grandmother is really strict. But your mommy doesn't give a damn about it. I hope you will behave just like her in the future to irk mother's nerves.'

'Stop it!' Mahria frowned and hissed at him. 'She will be good daughter to her mommy, won't you Ailis? And don't talk like that to the baby.'

'Ailis doesn't understand yet. But when she will I'll tell her everything she should know.' Then he brushed Ailis nose with his. Infant smiled at his little caress. 'Look, my princess is approving.'

'I don't understand how you do it, but they love you more than me. Look at Gareth.' She pointed her finger at her son. Loghain looked at him to see little Mac Tir looking at father. 'He only sees you now. I can stand on my head and he won't notice me.'

'I'd like to see that. Now, princess, return to your mommy. Dad needs to attend to his little soldier now.' He placed gently Ailis on the bed and took Gareth to his arms. 'Soldier, you're getting bigger with each day. I approve. Soon I'll teach you how to use a bow.'

'Over my dead body! You can't aim properly! I'll teach him that. You can teach him swordplay. You are far better in that.' Mahria giggled and took doll into her hands to show it to Ailis from above. 'Look! Ailis is also mesmerized with her daddy. She doesn't care about me or doll anymore.'

'Fret, my dear wife, fret more.' Loghain chuckled and then placed Gareth in the middle of the bed, then he pulled Ailis and moved her next to her brother. 'Better go to the other side of the bed.' He said as he laid on the one edge of it. Mahria proceeded to move where he told her to. They laid on the bed on their stomachs, looking at twins with warm smiles. Still, twins locked their eyes on Loghain.

'They have your eyes. Look, their irises are becoming blue. And they have your black hair.' She stroked black strand on Gareth forehead, still he didn't looked at her. 'I hoped that Ailis will have my eyes. But no. When her eyes started to change their color it turned to be blue. Like yours. Such a strong blood, Mac Tir.'

'Disappointed?' Loghain put his finger into Ailis hand, she caught it firmly. From time to time she squeezed it stronger to smile faintly at that. 'I'm their father. They need to have something from me. But, princess, I hope you will have your mother features. You will be beautiful. And dad will cover the gate and walls surrounding our home with spikes.' Mahria snorted from laughter at that.

'Jealous of you daugher already? Andraste's flaming arse, you are quick. She's still an infant. But if you really want to stick those spike, by all means, do it.' Mahria still laughed at Loghain as he disregarded her behaviour.

'Don't listen to your mother, my lovely princess. I won't let any unworthy fop around you.'

'Pity, my darling daughter, mommy snatched the best lot in Ferelden… and I don't think there will be any better man than your daddy… but we can go to Orlais to find one.'

'I forbid!' He growled at that statement. Twins widened their eyes at their father. 'You see, they are frightened now that you will really want to give them to those bastards.'

'Oh, yes. I bet they fear that and not your tone. No worries, chubbies!' Mahria stroked twins tummies with her fingers. 'Mommy won't stand daughter- or son-in-law like Arlessa Isolde… urgh.' She let disgusted noise from her mouth. Loghain regarded Mahria with a smirk so she winked at him and smiled back. Loghain turned to lay on his back and put Gareth on him. He turned his son to lay on belly. Little one desperately moved his head up to look at his father but it fall again and again. After few attempts he achieved what he wanted and looked at Leoghain with curiosity.

'So strong. He lifts his head, amazing.' Loghain looked onto Gareth with pride. His little fingers were clutching on Loghain's tunic. Suddenly Mac Tir overheard loud scream next to him. He looked at little Ailis. She wanted to see father as well.

'Wait, I'll lay like you or she will start to cry. Daddy's girl, Maker's breath… there is nothing for me.' When Mahria laid next to her husband with little Ailis on her chest she felt pure happiness. 'I'm so happy right now, my love. We are here, alone with our Pups. I never dreamed to have such perfect husband and children. But I do. I'm lucky, am I not?'

'I feel more lucky than you, I wager. I thought that I'll live my life alone. With only Anora as my family.' Loghain stated with warm voice as he was stroking Gareth's chin to help his son with lifting his head. 'But now I have all of you. Just to think it was only year and a half when we got married...'

'You can rush things, that's for certain.' Mahria giggled. 'Anyway… in four days there will be First Day… would you like to go hunting with me? Let's have a feast on that day.'

'Why not? It's almost a year since we went hunting. I remember we got this huge elk that time.'

'Yeah… I wonder how you shot it with that stiff back of yours. Unimaginable!'

'I was an outlaw and a poacher… remember? I'm good at hunting.' Loghain just sighed and shook his head. 'Your mom is really stubborn at oppressing your dad, Ailis. But you will be good girl for me, don't you?' Ailis looked at Loghain from Mahria stomach and smiled at him with obliviousness of his talk. 'That's my princess. Look Invader, she agrees.' His wife just rolled her eyes and sighed.

Dragon 9:25, 28th Haring

MAC TIR'S BEDCHAMBER

Mahria woke up long before sunrise. Woman looked around, her body was still numb from sleep. But she regained herself quickly and sat up. Then she turned to her still sleeping husband and tugged his arm. 'Loghain, wake up.' He just muttered something and turned his head to other side. 'And when did you become such a sleepyhead, I wonder?' She tugged him again, when that didn't bring any result she leaned to him and bit his earlobe lightly. 'I said, wake up. We need to go before sunrise.'

'Damn it, woman. I had such pleasurable dream.' Loghain turned to her again. He put his hand around her waist and regarded her with angry face.

'Was I in it?' At that question he warmed a bit.

'Maybe...' With big yawn he sat up and rolled his eyes. 'Fine, let's get ready. The more we wait the further our prey will run away.' After they left the warm bed they started change into their leather armors. To see in the dark they lit one candle. Mahria approached Loghain to strap on his one with a smirk on her face.

'Maker, look how appealing you are, husband. I can hardly contain myself.' He also moved his hands up to tie laces of hers leathers. Mahria looked at him with lust in her eyes. 'Are you doing it deliberately?'

'Perish the thought, Mahria. I wouldn't delay our hunting to ravish you in that armour of yours. Luthias made a leather masterpiece. But I wonder... how it can show all your nice curves and still be a great protection.' His hand trailed her waist and stomach. 'Stop, my love, I can't contain myself too. Done, all tied up. Better get going.'

'I just need to plug into my winter boots, wait.' Mahria took her knee-high boots covered in brown fur. She sat on the bed and struggled to put them on. 'Maker, I love those but putting them on is pain in the arse. Care to help?' She stick her leg to Loghain with one shoe still half away from it's end. Loghain shook his head and moved to pull it on Mahria's foot.

'Now you're making it deliberately to make me lose myself in you. But I won't.' When one boot was already on Mahria's leg, she stick another one. Loghain leaned to kiss her feet. She shivered from pleasure. 'Good, that I can tease you a little.' Then he took second shoe and started to push it on Mahria's stretched limb.

'You can tease me all you want. I don't care. I love you anyway.' She mocked him and pulled herself to stand. Loghain gave her the bow from Zetrall and her sword. He also took his weapons.

'Let's go.'

BEHIND GWAREN GATES

When they passed gates of the city Loghain pulled his horse and Mahria did the same. They looked at the land covered in thick layer of snow. Luckily for them moons were enlightening their way. 'We're going northern-east, we will go to Brecillan Forest through the Brecillian Passage.' Loghain pointed at the direction to Mahria. She nodded in reply. 'We should be there in two hours. I think.'

'Da'asha will be faster. Ten sovereigns for that.' Mahria spurred Da'asha and hart jumped to gallop in instant. Loghain just shook his head and smiled in amusement.

'Let's see about that.' He spurred his stallion as well and dashed behind his wife. They reached Brecillian Passage when it started to be gray outside. First sign that the sun will rise soon.

'I told you I'll win. No other mount is as fast as hart. You owe me some coins now.' Mahria was waiting a moment until Loghain reached her position. When they were standing there side to side suddenly Mahria pushed him from his stallion into huge snowdrift.

'What the-?' Loghain surprised voice holded when he saw Mahria standing on Da'asha, then she jumped gracefully to his horse and then she make another leap on him.

'Mmm... snow... so cold. I love the sensation of coldness on me.' She took a bit of it into her hand then leaned to stroke his neck with cold lump. 'Do you feel it? It makes one shiver, it makes one yearn for more. The same is with me. You make me shiver, you make me wanting more.' Loghain regarded her only for a while just to kiss her deeply. When they broke a kiss he tossed Mahria on the pile of white fluff and struck her with snow. She laughed and also pulled snow to toss it on him.

'You mischievous minx, now I have it everywhere.' His body was above her, his arms were holding hers to immobilize Mahria from movement. Loghain looked at the snow covering her thick braid tossed on the drift. Some of the snow on her face and neck was already melting. Loghain moved his lips to that snow to kiss it away. When he was doing that Mahria moaned and pulled her head to kiss him again. Soon after they finish their caresses they sat and flicked off the snow. 'You are crazy.'

'But you love it.'

'Yeah… anyway we need to go. Hunt awaits us.' Mahria and Loghain entered the forest. They tied their mounts to the tree and left them feedstuffs. Soon they went deeper to the forest. Both of them were looking on the trails of animals not to far from one another. When Mac Tir spotted trail of ram he waved at his wife. She approached him silently and regarded the ground and nodded without a word. They hunted for the ram for a short time to spot it behind leafless bushes. It was Loghain who shot an arrow at it.

'Nicely done, husband. We need something more though. Maybe we will find another one.' Suddenly something made a whirr not far away. Mahria sneaked silently to that direction with aimed bow. She almost let her arrow when she noticed it was a lonely halla. Another thing she quickly noticed was its antlers were carved with Zetrall's clans decorations. Loghain approached her with bow aimed at the animal but she stopped him. She hesitated for a moment then let a long, deep whistle from her mouth. After a moment both Loghain and Mahria overheard similar whistle from away. Mahria whistled again. Soon two elves approached them. 'Andaran atish'an, Abatheal, oh and isn't it Sevath, so you're a hunter now? I bet your father is so proud.' Both elves approached her with faint smiles and greeted her in elvhen. Then turned to Loghain and greeted him in King's Speech. 'There is your halla, I think.' She pointed at lost animal.

'Creators smile upon us, Mahria. We were looking for it for few days. Ma serannas, ma falon. May I ask what are you doing here?' Sevath replied. He was Zetrall's son and knew Mahria for a long time.

'We came for a hunting. There will be First Day in three days. New year is starting and I wanted to celebrate it.' Mahria pointed at the ram Loghain killed earlier. 'We have one prey, but I think we need another one.'

'I see. Would you like us to guide you to the camp? I bet Keeper would like to meet with you.' Abatheal showed them direction to the camp with hand gesture. Mahria turned to Loghain but he only shook his head. 'Umm… no thank you. But… Saveth, please tell your father that we invite him for celebrations of the First Day. If he wishes to come he will be an honorable guest.'

'I'll pass him your words, ma falon. Now we need to take halla to the camp. Dareth shiral, Mahria. Teyrn Loghain, we wish you good hunt.' They bowed slightly to Mac Tirs and proceeded to take halla with them. When elves left Mac Tirs started their hunt again. Soon Loghain shot another ram.

'I think we're good. Go and bring your hart here, we will ride together on my horse.' Mahria agreed and left him for a longer while to come back with Da'asha. They pulled both preys on hart's back and tied them up. After that they went to Loghain's stallion and proceeded to leave the Brecillian Forest. It was bright day when they were outside of it. But Loghain and Mahria weren't alone anymore. Seven armed men approached them. When they were close enough Mahria noticed the biggest of them was familiar to her.

'Watch out, Loghain. I know that man with an axe. He's bandit leader from Highever. He got away from my grasp when Nathaniel interfered with my patrol.' Loghain regarded them silently. Bandits were couple feets away. Leader looked at Mac Tir then at Mahira and started to laugh.

'Lady Mahria Cousland. What a surprise. I thought I would run away from my nemesis. But here you are. What a coincidence. Splendid! We have some unsettled scores, I think?' Big man smirked and leaned on his double-axe. Behind him one of his man looked at Loghain then started to tug his superior's armor. But he disregarded that with hand gesture. 'Leave me, idiot... Anyway, you wiped almost whole my men back in Highever. Our smuggling business went down.'

'Hmph, like I care. And I think you were too long in the wilds, idiot. I have some news for you. I'm no longer Mahria Cousland. I'm Teyrna of Gwaren now.' She noticed that the bandit who was tugging leather armor became pale.

'What? So old Mac Tir kicked the bucket? And our dumb King replaced him with you? I don't really understand politics of this country.' Man beside him tugged his armor even more so he turned his angry head to look why there were such commotion. 'What do you want, imbecile?'

'Boss… this man… he is Teyrn Loghain Mac Tir… Hero of River Dane… I think we should-'

'Shut up, idiot. I don't care about that old, soddin' fart. We will just kill him. But, remember boys, Teyrna must remain alive. I would like to fuck noblewoman. I wonder if it's different from a normal wench from the tavern. Later I'll share with you, boys.' Mahria regarded them with narrowed eyes and mischievous smirk on her lips.

'My lovely wife, can you distract the rest while I'll take care of that sod?' Loghain whispered to her. She nodded and lifter her bow. In an instant she dashed to the left while letting three arrows at men standing beside their Leader, all fall to the ground with arrows pinned through their armors. Meanwhile Loghain pulled his sword from its sheath and dashed to the chief. Big man was shocked for a moment but he quickly regained himself and pulled big double-axe to counter Loghain's blow. He swung his mighty weapon with deadly precision but Mac Tir deflected it each time. He couldn't look around to see where Mahria was fighting. He had to focus on his opponent. But woman loud laugh coming from somewhere near assured him that she was good. Still, he had fight to finish. Only option for Loghain was to get near that man. Although blade of the axe cut slightly through his leather armor and wounded him he pushed his sword toward enemies throat and slided it effortlessly. Blood gushed at Loghain so he quickly pulled sword from bandit's body and stepped back. He looked around to see Mahria fighting last man with big grin on her face. She was dancing around him with her sword and dagger in her left hand. 'My Goddess of Fury really enjoys it. No wonder she always came back with that broad smile from her patrols.' Suddenly Mahria noticed opponents opening and she swung her blade to behead him swiftly.

'Watch out!' Head flew toward Loghain side to stop few feets behind him. 'That was fun, husband. We need to repeat it someday.' Mahria looked around and started to laugh. Loghain regarded her for a moment just to dash to her, pull her up and kissed abruptly. She was struck at first but then she wrapped her arms and legs around him. 'Mmm, I can celebrate my victories like that every damn time. But looking around I don't think it's the most romantic scenery.'

'Crazy woman. Goddess of Fury.' He stated between kisses. 'And those poor sods though they would lay their nasty fingers on my treasure.' When they finished with each other Loghain put Mahria down and went to their mounts.

'You know... because every time I finished my battles I started to laugh like a maniac. One soldier from Highever stated: Lady Mahria is like Goddess of Fury. Later that nickname spread through the barracks and reached Nathaniel. He could mock me for hours about it. And he got his arse kicked in the end.'

'I thought that there was some story behind it.' Loghain chuckled and regarded the surrounding. 'Let's go, Mahria. We need to-'

'You think I'll let you ride with opened wound? You are gravely mistaken, Loghain. Come, I'll tend to that and then we will go to Anders clinic.'

'I don't ne-'

'I don't care what you want or need now, Loghain Mac Tir. Tonight I need you to be all healed and prepared.' Mahria took bandages and small vial of green potion then applied it on Loghain's stomach.

'Prepared for what exactly?' He mocked his wife. Loghain knew exactly what will happen when they return to their bedchamber.

'Pff, like you would be so incognizant of it.' She wrapped bandages on him and smiled at her work. 'That should be fine for now. Let's go.' Loghain mounted his stallion then Mahria sat behind him. She was holding laces of Da'asha reins with one hand and with other hugged him. 'It was first time I saw you fighting for real.'

'I had bigger fights, you know?'

'I don't meant that way. I saw your movements and how good you are with sword. It's amazing how that big, strong body can also be that quick.' Mahria snuggled her face into Loghain's back. 'And you are brilliant strategist. To maintain fight with long distance and deadly weapon like double-axe or longsword. And finish it with just a scratch. You are amazing. My big, strong bear.'

'Bear?'

'Yup, bear.'

'As you like, Teyrna. You know… I thought that you prefer shields but I saw you are good with dagger in place of shield.'

'I think dagger can provide both defence and damage at once. That's why I trained also with dual weapons. But my father said it's not noble like. Only raiders use dual weapons. Blah, blah. I don't care. I'm good with both dagger or shield. And how about you? Didn't you though about using greatsword? You are strong and quick. It would suit you.' She stroked Loghain right arm and wondered how he would look like holding greatsword.

'Ser Cauthrien uses greatsword. I tried it once and didn't like it.'

'Ser Cauthrien? Your right-hand in Denerim? That woman who looks at you like at god himself? Maker's breath, Loghain, she would devour you in an instant. You know how she looked at me for the first time we met? I thought her jealousy will burn me to ashes. Did you slept with her?' Loghain overheard her amused chuckle and sighed.

'Are you insane? I wouldn't do that. I respect her.'

'Oh… so you don't respect me? You are intimate with me almost every night.' Mahria teased him but he didn't want to play her little game.

'Yes, I don't. And I'll show you how I disrespect you tonight as well. Is that fine with you?' Mahria only laughed at that reply and nuzzled her face in his back. 'Anyway we need to report to the guards about the bodies after we arrive to the city. I'll dispatch soldiers and scouts to look for their hideout as well.' Loghain spurred his horse to run a bit faster. 'Only after Anders will take care of my wounds of course. I don't want to hear you nagging and hissing on me. I'm too tired.'

'Good bear.' Mahria chuckled and hugged him more firmly.