"And you're sure that was exactly how it happened?" The woman asked, her accent thick, "How can you be sure if you weren't there?"
"Because, Seeker, it was all written in the journal that was found in the compound." Varric assured her, "Saemus had written it all, from their first meeting up until the night he was kidnapped."
"And there's nothing you've left out?"
"Not even the most intimate details. You know, the ones that made you blush?" Varric teased, and the woman paced away.
"It is… tragic, what happened to the boy." Cassandra mused, "You tell the story well."
"Because it needed to be told." Varric said, shifting in his seat, "People need to know that the Chantry was responsible; That a Mother killed the Viscount's son. Kirkwall was driven to war because they couldn't understand."
"I will make sure that it is not forgotten." She sighed, "But for now, you must continue. I'm sure there's much left to tell."
"More than you can imagine." Varric chuckled, then started again.
Author's Note:
Writing this story has been a wonderful experience for me. It started out as a small drabble with the purpose of capturing the love between two vastly different characters, and it quickly blossomed into the full scale story that you've just read. Thank you so much for your support, and while the story of Saemus and Ashaad is at its end, there is still much left to tell. If you enjoyed this, please rate and respond, and keep checking back for more Dragon Age fanfiction!