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Alessa was that girl that Gascard was trying to "protect"… I knew it was the right thing to kill him right where he stood. He lied.

Her mangled body lay on the table several feet away and Quentin was working on her, I could hear the familiar sound of flesh being ripped. He seemed to be… singing… no just humming while he worked. It looked as though he was cutting her fingers. "What kind of wicked man is he…? I mean I know I've seen some crazy stuff in my time but jeez…"

"And that is number ten!" He smiled as he walked away from her body. "I think I'll wait to put these on, I still need the toes… but I'm rather hungry I do believe that it is lunch time." Quentin walked toward me, "And what about you, my darling Hawke, are you hungry?" His blood-covered fingers trailed my jaw and cheek bones

"Yes," I thought, but I won't let him feed me, if I'm getting food it's going to be from my kitchen in my house in Hightown. I looked him straight in his eyes, okay, that weird eye color thing is freaking creepy "No," I said sternly.

"It's been three days, you must be hungry, Hawke." His voice filled with what seemed like concern. "But fine, suit yourself." His fingers abruptly moved away leaving trails of blood on my face. "I shall be back, beautiful!" I heard creaking footsteps several floors up and then a door slam shut, and since I was finally alone I allowed my tears to come.

His calloused fingers were intertwined with mine as we lay together in front of the fire. We never did really sleep when we were together, we spent too much time talking and never missing a moment of each other. Then the question I have been thinking about for ages seemed as though it told me that this was the right time, "Fenris?" His gorgeous green eyes met mine.

"Yes, Marian?" His lips seemed to flow upward, he always loved saying my name since no one else ever calls me by name anymore.

"Will you be mine?"

His eyes gave a confusing look but his smile widened "What do you mean? I am already yours, my love." His lips left a small kiss on my forehead. "There is no one I want more in the Free Marshes, Marian."

I placed my hand on his chest, "I know that, Fenris, and there is no one else out there that will ever come close to how special you are to me, but I want the world to know about us. To know that our love is eternal." His eyes always sparkled in the firelight

"You mean marriage?" I gave him a slight nod "Of course, though I thought I would be the one to ask you." He gave a slight chuckle.

"You know I'm not one to follow rules,"

"Well the decision has to be made of which ritual we will follow, my love, the elvish or the human."

"I want to honor your background, Fenris. If you'll let me I want to have an elvish wedding."

Author's Note:

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