Zevran pounded loudly on a nearby bookcase pushing as hard against it as he could. "Perhaps we could speak with whoever it is perhaps there is something we could-"but before she could finish she felt something grab her throat as all around them went quiet. "I am sorry for this Inquisitor, I wish it would have never come to this. You are a good person." As the Crows voice trailed off she felt something pointed and sharp at her throat.

"What are you doing?" it was hard to speak and still her sight had not returned

"Hurry up boss let's get this over with, we have wasted too much time already I want to get paid and as far as I can before your buddy the Divine starts hunting us." A male voice came from behind.

"Yes, yes it is sad still she is such a beauty? I wish I had never taken this contract."

Contract on her? "What contract?" she could feel herself growing weaker by the moment, but if she was to do she had to know who, and why? "If you're going to kill me at least give me the decency as to why? I have never harmed you as far as I know."

Zevrean smiled sadly "No, no you are a good person Inquisitor. The things you have done for Thetas no one will ever forget it. And you're even better as a person. Much like a friend of mine. Like you she was thrust into things beyond her control and even then, she did all she could to make life better for everyone. I love her even now, though her husband . . . "

Arya could hear pain and regret in the Crow's voice. "I you love her go to her, you both could be happy. Runaway. I know if I had a chance that is what I would. You don't have to do this. Go be with her. Don't be like me make a chance for you both."

Zevarn chuckled softly, thought she could not see him, it did not stop a vison forming of him frowning in her mind's eye "You know it is her husband who has paid for this little job. Alistair" He turned his head away from her and spat at the ground. "Worst thing I ever did was let him become king and marry Elyssia."

"King Alistair Therin, HE wants me dead?" she fought to suppress the joy, Solas did not want her dead. At least now? The crow sighed "I guess I owe you the truth, now that you are about die m'lady. It was my man that killed your young friend. You have to know he was not the target. . . He just got in the way.'

Aya's heart dropped as she remembered the last time she saw Solas, the look of hurt and confusion on his face as she blamed him for Cole's death. She had actually let Dorian talk her into blocking her love from her. Did he know Solas was innocent? Then it hit her how he must have felt, turning him away blaming him for something her heart knew could never be true. . . And now it was too late. Too late to say she knew, too late to say she was sorry, to late- to tell him how much she really did love him. She thought about what he once told her, they could have been together in another life. . . . A tear feel from her eye and down her left cheek. It was at that moment she knew, she would never feel his lips pressed to hers again or his arms wrapped so tightly around her she knew she was safe from all things. She wanted to cry out and beg to hear his voice once more, but Arya knew it would be in vain.

"It seems several holdings of Alistair's has asked to be returned to the Inquisition. I think you know the ones. The same ones he wanted back at the Exalted Council."

"I ceded those back to him when we became the peacekeepers and guards to the Divine I hold no claims. I just can't-"

"You did, but they do not WANT to be his anymore. A king who cannot ride south to free his own people. A king who cares more with screwing every woman he can find in hopes of an heir that seeing that his people are fed. The man has forgotten his own wife. And truth be known the Warden is all that keeps many other parts of the country from rebelling. And all the while his wife does all she can to fix his messes, and he. . . "Zevran laughs "He even wants to. . . . Well if he, Lady Annora and Arl Tegan had their way Elyssia would not be queen or breathing. That is why I took this job, so Alistair would trust me enough that I could get close enough to kill him."

Deep down she understood, Zevran was willing to do what it took for his Warden. Over look anything obstacle, any flaw. "I am sorry Zevran for what you're going through, if you came to us, Lielana would have helped, and if she wouldn't I would. I know what it's like to love someone and be willing to do anything even give up who you are for them. Please let me help you?"

She felt point to her throat and even thought her sight was still gone she knew the crow face was filled closing her eyes she could see Solas standing by the veil fire telling about how the object that tore the sky open was elven and how they would blamed . . She remembered the sadness in his eye as fire reflection it was odd but she had never seen anything so beautiful. . . The crush of their lips and she her was lost to the Dread wolf, and she didn't even give a damn. The only regret she had was they would never be together. She closed her eyes and focused on his face as she felt the man behind her grip tighten

Goodbye my love. . . .