Chapter 30 – Epilogue

"That will be 5 silvers," the merchant said and smiled at the short woman who was standing in front of him. She had bought his entire stock of mangos and been very polite even though she had her hood pulled so low that he hadn't once been able to see her eyes.

"5 silver?" She asked, her voice just slightly traced with a Riviani accent, "thank you, ser, I thought it would be much more."

The merchant nodded.

"It's a good price for a good woman," he said, "take care now." The woman paid him and then left the store.

Outside the sun was starting to slowly set over the vast blue sea and the woman walked slowly, looking at the horizon, carrying her bag of mangos. They were setting sail in the morning again, they never stayed anywhere for long and Aisha wanted to make sure that they had mangos at least for the first week.

Aisha continued walking, she reached the outskirts of the town and continued on to the beach that continued. The pirate was waiting for her there, sitting on a blanket, sipping rum out of the bottle and watching their ship which was anchored a bit from the shore. Aisha smiled a greeting at Isabela and put her bag in the dingy that they had pulled up onto the sand. Then she went and sat next to Isabela on the blanket.

"You got everything you wanted?" Isabela asked her as she put her arm around the little pirate and pulled her closer. She also twisted her head and planted a kiss on the top of Aisha's head as the younger woman rested her head on Isabela's shoulder.

"Yes," Aisha said, "I got mangos and some fabric. You should make a new tunic, I'm not sure that what you're wearing can even constitute as clothing anymore." She said that while she fingered the fine holes that the latest battles had left on Isabela's tunic.

"You make a poor pirate, sweetness," Isabela said softly, "worrying about such insignificant things. Don't you see that my clothes now show off my best features?"

Aisha giggled and poked Isabela.

"You do as you like."

They remained quite and watched the sunset. It had been a year since they had left Kirkwall. Hawke and Merrill had gone, trying to find the elves, and Isabela and Aisha had also left; Kirkwall was no longer a safe place for mages. Ironically Meredith had gotten what she wanted.

Isabela and Aisha had been living a piratelife ever since, although they never touched slavery and Aisha always tried to stop Isabela from doing anything too crazy even though she sometimes surprised both herself and Isabela by being more ruthless than Isabela.

"Should we go back?" Aisha asked as the beach became completely dark; luckily it was still warm and the air was sweet-smelling from the flowers growing near the beach.

"No," Isabela said, somewhat sleepy now, "let's stay tonight on the beach. Who knows when we will even see land again after tomorrow."

"Can we go to Ferelden?" Aisha asked, "I've never been."

Isabela laid back down and gestured for Aisha to lie down next to her.

"Why not? I have more than one friend there that would be nice to visit."

Aisha felt herself grow tired. It had been a long day and tomorrow would probably be even longer. She also had to admit that there were few places she rather be than on a beach, in the arm of her pirate.

"Good night," she eventually said, hearing Isabela's breath calm and even out. Isabela was basically asleep but turned to Aisha one last time before passing out completely.

"I love you my sweet little pirate."

The End

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